I feel as if alone in the empty dark,
No one here for me, except for death.
pain is here and left its mark.
Was he the one causing pain
With his stupid dreaming?
How could he know his loves light
Would change his life forever?
Always afraid
Of the things he's feeling
These days go on there course inside a shrowd
its thick and suffocating
How can you say im me,
If we will never be?
search my thoughts, love of old?
how come its got so cold?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice useage of words, wuite porfound and deep... i like it