I am a soul of sorrow
You shouldn't look at me any longer
or you might see all that's behind
I aim for being stronger and stronger
don't look at me with these eyes so kind
truly I am a weakling who lost every will to fight.
I am a lost soul filled with emptiness
please don't touch me ever again,
my careless friend
it might infect you as well with hopelessness
when the end becomes the beginning
shall be my final rest.
[Old poem]
