Walking Down the Path way Squares coloured lay ahead 
I stand at the archway as i feel my soul slowly drift drift away
 As i Look into the skies i see Rain Falling down my forehead 
			As my Pain slowly Fades away 
My Angel Lying Deep into the ground I know being there makes others sad
But i would do anything to be where you are 
They say that Theres a better life after death is that true 
is there a paradise a never ending  happiness 
		is there more to life for you besides a graveyard
Crying deep inside broken and lost are you finding your way 
are you living the life you wanted and full filing you deep dreams 
As i walked Down the path way i wonder if theres a better life 
			Besides a grave yard.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    