For the first time in my life
I feel nothing
The emptiness in side my soul
Is deadly
I can not feel anything at all
Could it br because I am nothing?
I'm just a lost memory
Am I alone in this cold world?
I can't see anything
I'm slowly disappearing
Into the dark shadows
Casting over my sinned stained
Sou
What is love? fear? Happiness?
Are these emotions from within?
Do I dare try To find them
Who ever said I belonged?
And why does this wind blow through the pitiful world
Do I dare think about myself before I do you?
I'm nothing
How will I get home?
They say follow the light and you'll be home
But I see no goodness for me
So I choose to wander in the earth
Away from the light
Nothing.is who I choose to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was ready to say, Honey if you are going to write poetry you must learn to spell and use punctuation. But surprisingly you do both very well. The content could be more positive in nature. Even at that, you express yourself quite well. The next trick is to read good poetry to get the feel of it. I trust you will turn out some good verse as you write more. Read mine - The Bloom of Youth - Adeline