Solo journeys through life are anticipated and enjoyed by some.
Those filled with an emptiness, those who are lonely, abandoned and at a total loss for companionship are the most at risk as they try and fail countless times.
Turning to drugs, alcohol, prostitution, just to fill the loneliness for short periods of time.
Going through life never filling the void and hating themselves for the addictions they've created in their lives of purpose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem