Why are there some things that can't be explained?
It feels like my actions have brought me into a life full of vain
My life feels like it is over and I have died.
I only wish that I could have someone by my side
That could help with all of pain suffering
It hurts me because I never knew what my actions would bring
Sometimes it feels like I have done everything that I can do
The pain in my life at times is so deep it makes me feel like can't move
Why do my past actions sneak up me from the past?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem