If I take that it is the end of my dream
That the road ahead is strewn with thorns
Should I stop getting scared and scream
Or try to choose a way out of many turns
If life's hardship can't be taken more
Darkness stands thick blocking the light
Should I stop moving from door to door
Or run into darkness without losing the fight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best is chasing light in darkness, the guiding light.