'who am i? ' is the question i dread
for 'who am i? ' i cannot answer.
who am i?
i do not know
who am i?
i search for the answer to and fro.
up and down
side to side
i look for an answer i cannot find
for the answer lies in my soul
and there i dare not to go
for my soul is colder than ice
for my soul's black as night.
the answer in my soul can't be grapsed
for my soul's covered in myst.
a myst so thick and black to penetrate it would mean death
for the myst is so chokingly thick and black.
'who am i? '
i wish i knew!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem