The day bring the tear, bring the joy
The day bring the death, bring the life
The life change so much humans
To disapear with the shadows
Hurting and harming
Pushing you to not find a door
Fear and missing courage
Human loose control
Not finding a hand in the gloom
Better death and soucide of every hope inside of your hearts
Saying good by there is no other chance but to smother in the roed
Drugs and alchohol are remed in the obscure
You let down the hand of god
Die and taste the sweetest death in the roed
By your self do and have control
Nothing is wasted but lesssons are hight price
Be careful human
Every decision is a chance
Have control
At the end you'll be the more
Stoping motivation
Simple defeat
Life is a roel
Be happy you got the control
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem