There are no thoughts I share, 
My woes that are entirely my own.
I suffer from loneliness, 
and it shakes me to the bone.
No matter how deep the love, 
Or how strong the bond, 
I feel there is no place for me, 
No place where I belong.
This will destroy everything I love, 
But before Everything I love destroys me, 
I bask in solitude like a comforting shade, 
Protecting me from the affection I crave.
Hurt? Woe? Are all thats left for me to show.
Past Lovers? People I have not yet let go.
Will this define me? 
I will never know.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    