and all of my years are running out
at a time and place where I loose my mind
and do forget myself and all of my writings
then life does become an ugly thing.
When time does bring me nearer
then I ask the Father to act
to prepare a place for me at His time
to be sorry for me in His great mercy
and to end my life to bring it to its fullness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write.......When does bring me nearer....Well written.