In the sky a light is shining
showing the way to a better place
away from the pain of this everyday life
yet the poison is still flowing
finding a way to into my brain,
working my way up and climbing higher
only to feel like I'm falling slowly,
the lower I get the less I feel
but the light shines still bright as day
reminding me of what will never be mine,
just out of reach 'till the end of time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem