Dark times
We wander in darkness alone,
surrounded only by gloom,
as we encounter each other,
we feel the deep rift between us.
Nothing but fear and anger surround us -
penetrating, squashing, tormenting us,
almost suffocating our last bit of courage,
and leaving us barely unable
to choose anything lighthearted anymore.
Neither light, nor a drop of hope left,
and yet we do not give up.
We long for a new tomorrow, full of solace,
while looking up at the stars.
With tears of anticipation on our faces,
with love songs on our lips.
For this darkness cannot break us,
nor can it void our yearning for peace.
Feel the lightlessness,
and the depth of the gloom,
meet your friends' hands
through the dusk,
trust in our togetherness with each other,
and all the walls will fall.
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Translation of my poem 'Düstere Zeiten' from yesterday. Self-translated. Tried to capture the essence of the feeling.