The cord of life quickly unwound
as it follows its turns round and round
the pain She feels which knows no bounds
will hardly stop till she makes a sound
of primal hate and hurt inside
and from consciousness her world will slide
bound by something you cannot see
unbreaking in the churning tide
laying with whom you cannot be
the one she believes is by her side
and now she lays there dead yet alive
because of you, your darker side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the cord of life is broken when the cord of life is broken then when love is lost my dear friend im sorry that it had to end her life is lost while shes still alive you only wish you were by her side but then life cord goes once more around to bind you up and tear her down. the churning sea of endless dreams and life without her too hard seems im sorry friend that you cant hide what you hate your Darker Side