I sit in a dark room.
Here alone with sadness.
You need a friend to be here.
But no.
Its gone.
You lived your life.
No time for precious memories.
The love that you had.
Its all gone now.
But of course you had to sit in that room.
Oh how much sorrow.
All of this sadness.
They are all gone now.
I need a head to rest,
A head to sleep.
I realize since you left,
This dark room was full of sadness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem