I am dead, am I not? 
Somewhere I left my heart. 
I feel it waiting, 
For a chance, when I return. 
I am dead, am I not? 
Somewhere I left my mind. 
I know it's seeking, 
For that moment, when I return. 
I am dead, am I not? 
Somewhere I left my soul. 
I see it hiding, 
For that destiny, when I return. 
I am dead, am I not?                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Where is my mind? Where is my soul? where is my heart? They are waiting in a hiding spot seeking me. So I am dead without them. I can have no life until i find them and they find me. And in that aspect I am truly of the waking dead. ~LOL I amuse myself.