Please, could you proofread my poem

[Bassim]

QUESTIONS

What am I doing here in this cold country,
surrounded by these distant people constantly complaining
about immigrants and high taxes?

Why am I wasting my life in this open prison without guards,
looking for love which does not exist?

Why am I still alive fighting the battle already lost,
hurting myself again and again?

My mind wrestles with a myriad of questions,
but who can give me answers?
The frozen snow crunching under my boots, the path shrouded in mist,
or a large crow shrieking above me and disappearing in the grey horizon?

[5jj]

From the point of view of grammar, it's fine.

Things normally disappear over the horizon, but I think in works in your poem.

I have not commented on the quality of your writing as a poet. This does not imply anything negative. It's simply that I know something about grammar; I know almost nothing about poetry.