Sitting here all alone
Depressed
Even when someones home
Distressed
I wonder at how my lifes went
Crying
Or if she was heaven sent
Dying
Loneliness grips me in its grasp
Tears flow
Shaking, my voice begins to rasp
Stuttering
I fall into an unlighted corner
So scared
Feeling like some ancient mourner
My souls bared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem