This is a poem by Ukrainian poet, who lived in the 1960-ies, Vasyl Symonenko. Here is a translated text of a poem (translation is mine)

I will not ever blame no one

I'm angry for myself

That I am tired in my youth

At thirty I am dead.

My life's completely broken through

And world to me's a cage.

I'll burn by thirty. It is better

Than to be slowly dead much later.