Sorrow drips from my heart, antagonizingly unforgiving.
Relentlessly carrying me forward through the pain to
experience it fully.
To overcome it with more meaning than if denying it's
presence.
Forlornly accepting the steps to pass through, following
passageways to eventual happiness.
For the time being, seeing nothing worth looking at,
trusting with a faith I do not feel, believing in an end
to all this pain and sorrow, even though I see none.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem