Mother, Your Son Died on December 22nd کے بول

Mother, I depart, so as not to shame anyone To disturb no one So that all may be happier after my going Such is how it happens I truly wish that everyone would be better after my death I long for everyone to forget me and not remember Forgive me, mother The air cuts my lungs, but I feel it for the last time This frost penetrates me entirely, burning out the last remnants of warmth It embraces me tighter than anyone ever did I dissolve in its icy embrace, becoming part of winter Only emptiness in my chest, only the crushing echo of forgotten screams Mother, your son died on December 22nd Forgive me for never being your light May my emptiness become your peace And with my last breath, I whisper your name I yearned so much for this peace, this abyss Where there are no reproaches, no hopes, no pain Only absolute zero, an icy stillness Where my demons will finally be silent forever Forgive me for this weakness, for this selfishness For choosing a world without you, without myself Mother, your son died on December 22nd Forever In absolute silence In icy emptiness