One person in a room with no one ...

In a room where no one is gone Lying frightened by fear My heart is stuffy The body responds to something I am frightened. Against those that can not be seen Scratch frightening suffering The hands of the clock to be carved I am taught at dusk every moment Occasionally take a rest on the veranda Parent swallow rescues mind True loneliness is the body When a rejection reaction occurs Being possessed by loneliness When there is no one to count on Sadness and tears ... Whether it is dominated by loneliness After all, one Unbreakable fate ... My heart beats high The heart reveals loneliness Although it was truly left People in hopeless feeling It gets drunk ... In loneliness While staring at the carving needle ... The poet ~ Now person ...