What do I have to believe in?
The shining sun?
It brings me no comfort
The bedding rose?
What lust does it hold that is dead within?
Is it hope that I shall believe in?
What hope shall I have when everything I have falls into pieces?
Only darkness can bring the light
My first true love has gone afright
Again dimmed by the blackness of my soul
In the never-ending nightmare I do reside
Until a morning light may come to my dark skies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem