and so it came to be
this isolation that i am
i can only look to me
to find the way it all
began this confusion,
constant hunger for something
more than this
i strive to find this
being that i envision
yet seem to miss
could it be that i am-empty
or maybe a little lost?
could it be that i am
lonely or seek happiness
at any cost?
this never ending something
that i, m leaving deep
inside depicts the illusion
of myself and all i have to hide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem