A dream.
A dream that I fear
will never come true.
They tell me I'm insane,
they tell me I'm to blame,
they tell me that even if I try,
I will not reach the sky.
They are the voices inside me.
The demons fighting to rule
this mind I call my own.
But I fight.
I defy.
I resist.
Yet they still persist.
A dream.
A dream that I would
die for.
They'll never win.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Short, sharp words that tell a real story of poetic feeling. Great poem.