Sometimes it's too
easy to have
a good soul
My soul is
so full of
pain that only
know sacrifices
I see my
soul alone plunged
in darkness
Maybe I'm getting
ready to write
some moving memories
I think my
soul has changed
many times
Maybe I need
less reflections
For the moment
I don't know
the joy of
true love
For me there
is never a
solution to problems
Only a few
people have a
magnificent conscience
I need a
lot of introspection
to write my
poems
I don't see
a clear road
for my life
I place all
my passion
in the poems
Sometimes I hear
clearly strange whispers
I'm stupid and
blind in bad
situations
The faith doesn't
help me with
mental confusion
My deep life
is secret
The soul needs
something spiritual and
strong
It's easy to
bribe my soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem