I scream and scream 
But nobody hears 
The ugly Truth rears it's head
And stares through me
What is Truth but a fleeting thought 
Where there are so many 'truths' 
The lies are so much easier to accept
This place was beautiful once 
Once and now no more 
What happened to the ever after 
We promised our self? 
You've gone and died 
A fleeting person in an empty shell
The pain you hide
You hide it well
The temporary repose is gone 
And so are you 
What happens of I don't say goodbye 
All the truth you didn't say does with you
All the words I didn't say die with you 
The lonely road still stays lonely
Keeping people at arms length
I can't bear to be hurt again 
To trust
To let in
Is through yourself in a fire that rages 
And I see the messages even if you hide them
And I'm tired 
So tired
All I want is rest 
To stop thinking about what is bad 
What might happen 
What could happen 
Sick of all the terrible truths 
But I revel in them nonetheless 
What is truth in our world of lies 
And as it collapses around us 
What is left?                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    