Do I live without the future?
Am I holding on to tight?
Death surrounds me this night.
Do I have enough fight?
Is life worth the blood spilled?
All the wasted time unfulfilled.
Am I lucky not to be dead?
Is there a future ahead?
Will I be one of the fallen few?
or a soldier who's alone and
fighting that miss's you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem