As lucid as it gets, I just want to stay,
But I just manage to fade away,
In times and memories long gone,
As if I was to be withdrawn.
You having done this to me,
Ripping away all I have called glee,
As all I manage to want today,
Is for all memories of me to go away.
And if only my name remains, don’t fake it,
I just want you to simply forget it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem