My world is full of hate, not love.
It’s cold and dark, no light above.
It gets harder and harder every single day.
Nobody wants to live this way.
I should find a hole to crawl in.
Then nobody will ever see me again.
That would make it a better place.
Where nobody has to see my face.
I sit in the dark, my eyes glowing red.
With all these thoughts racing through my head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem