Sometimes I feel like no one cares,
Like I'm in the middle of a dark room,
A room that no one can enter,
And one that I can't leave.
I feel like I've been fogotten about,
Like the person who has locked me here,
Has thrown the key in some unknown place,
And has forgotten that I'm even here.
But this room is like a safe-hold to me,
For here I am invisible and unknown.
Nothing can touch me here,
And nothing can bury me so far down,
That I can't even stand up anymore.
This room locks out all the bad stuff.
It prevents anyone from entering,
And leaving with my heart beating in their hand.
Here, the only thing I know is the darkness,
But it is better than having to feel pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem