walking alone in a dark windy night,
with the fear of failure walking along my side.
the dominant feeling taking over my hopes with all it's might,
still walking alone in this darkness to satisfy my fake pride.
keep on walking, there's a new dawn waiting says my brain,
but deep down I know my heart is sinking with every drop of this unjust rain.
the rain in this mysterious darkness is creeping me out,
and the smell of unjust and foul play is spread all over the ground.
even my voice is tired of screaming out for justice,
my life has been like a board game which is run by a pair of dice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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