The poet in sorrow

The pain of the poet in sorrow is

It is in the kindness of the heart of a person that is too delicate

Drowning in sorrows that can not be hurt

I dream of death

The regret of life that I can not live by myself

Emptiness of a life that can not erase the candle 's light

The tenderness in the weakness disturbs us

Forcibly substitute for thinking about death to live

Advancing forward while dedicating to life

To be a person until then that breath quietly stops

It's alive.

           A poet ~ Now person ...