When I find myself very alone.
It seems that no body is with me.
I feel I don't belong to this world,
What is that I always feel deeply.
I don't feel like possessing any thing with me.
I want to be lost in unknown world.
What if I am having a lot of pelf.
When it is of no use to me any more.
I better put the revolver on my temple,
I pull the trigger of the revolver then.
There will be a loud bang,
With it I am dead forever.
All I want is my death at last,
It will give me a deep sleep forever.
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