In shadows deep, where heartache dwells,
A soul in anguish, a silent yell.
Once scorned the act of final flight,
Now knows the pain of endless night.
Love's betrayal, a dagger's twist,
Dreams once bright, now lost in mist.
Each day a wound, each breath a sigh,
Yearning for the peace of the sky.
Though life once seemed a precious gift,
The weight of sorrow, too hard to lift.
In one last breath, a release found,
From the chains that kept the spirit bound.
Yet let this be a whisper clear,
To those who struggle, to those who fear:
Hope may dim, but light remains,
In hearts that heal from love's deep pains.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem. " a whisper clear, / To those who struggle"…