i am dead.
yes i am, but why can i still feel?
these sufferings you've left me.
i am lost.
yes i am, into somewhere i didn't like.
i am incomplete.
yes i am, cause I'm still longing.
looking for something i really endeared.
am i lost?
i don't know.
my soul's wandering.
i hate this place.
this air suffocates me.
all around me is white.
am i supposed to close my eyes?
say yes, but i hear no's.
everything's in ruin,
I'm looking for peace.
i a, blind.
yes i am, it's hard to say.
is it too late?
you think so?
i am lying down.
i can't see the aesthete.
it was perfectly blurry,
i am in vain.
yes i am, cause i can't satisfy myself.
i can't understand.
are they crying?
it's still unknown.
i don't want to believe.
cause i don't think it's for real.
i am gone.
yes i am, i saw the whole of it.
this is the end.
yes it is.
should i say bye?
again, say yes.
i saw the dusk.
it leads me into a light.
am i gonna fright?
I'll go with you.
yes you may, you're new.
I'm fading.
yes i am.
slowly, close this door.
everything's in black
I'll close my eyes.
this is it.
now I'm gone,
I'll say goodbye.
we'll meet up high.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poems remind me of my old depression poems....where i talk about suicide, death, undefined penitence... been through this...