Facing loneliness in a moonlit night, stars twinkling
above, showing their caring and compassion for our
predicaments.
Walking through the desert, seeing nothing but shadows
of an existence that I once had, now having been taken
away from me and shattered.
Wondering who I am now, what has become of me and what
am I to do now that there's no one left in life to love
me.
Tearful apologies of death do not satisfy this terrify-
ing feeling of emptiness, a void of profound proportions
is now filling this mind and heart.
Where am I to go to find comfort or peace? There is no
where as I lie down in the bed of my sorrow, emptiness
covering me as I exist somehow in tis horrendous grief.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem