How did i lose myself?
Was it when i was left behind
Or when you took my light
Leaving me in darkness.
When did I give up?
was it when you knocked me down
just leaving me lay
with no one to help me up.
Where did everyone go?
Somewhere beautiful and peaceful
or somewhere dark and hateful
i can’t tell anymore.
Can anyone hear me?
Well, can you hear me
when i cry out
When i scream for my life.
Do you even care?
Because honestly
I stopped caring
a long time ago.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I see depression rearing its ugly head. Whenever we are down, we must remember that every problem has a life span. It is an existential absurdity to conceive of life without problems. One must learn to take everything in stride. Most important, we must keep faith in all situations because faith keeps those that keep the faith. A nice piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.