A darkened chamber is what I need
to protect me from the vultures
that I see in my mind
why do they want to speak to me
when I don’t want to hear
They want my life on a plate
for all of them to eat
crowding round the table
a pack of wolves
They want to fight amongst them selves
to devour the best parts
they want to scavenge through the bones
leaving an empty shell
Why do they want everything
but my own anger
the only thing they don’t need
I will use it to stop them
I will burn the chairs
break the table
smash the plates
and kill them all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I appreciate and like that you have no fear of showing your inner most feelings. I always appreciate a poet or any artist that puts it all out with pride and confidence. I've been through these types of dark feelings too so it's something I can connect with. Very good write.