True Story Poem by Ibrahim Sen

I am awake
I want to die
It's only me and the night
My heart aches for a daylight.
Is it me the spoiled one?
Why sleep does not accept me?
Am I not good enough to embrace its touch?
Am I not worthy to feel safe and taken?
I am looking for help which is not coming
I am screaming but no words are heard
I am crying aloud yet no eyedrops are spilled
I am loving without being loved
I am dying
Hear me dear reaper, wouldn't you come to take me?
Where are you Mephistopheles; come and take my soul
I bear devil's company if it is the whole
Tell me now God are you jealous of me
As you see my greatness over you
I am lonelier than you, it is true.