All hope is gone.
Darkness is closing in.
A sliver of light
Above a distant hill
Is fading Fast.
There is no sound,
No life.
All joy extinguished,
All birdsong quelled.
All good is gone.
Evil is all around me.
I want no part
Of cold and dark.
It's time to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem