Sifting through these thoughts of mine
I begin to wonder what I will find
Maybe something that was lost
But I wonder what that will cost
I’ve been walking a long and broken path
And it appears that it hath
Not an end and is only growing darker
I’ve passed the insanity marker
Blood flows from every direction
It flows across the path like a hungry infection
The horror of my mistakes hit me head on
I feel like Satan’s spawn
Never again will I see the light
Never again will I pick a fight
I was wrong
Now I don’t belong
I am dead to this world
The people here ignore me
I feel like im being swirled
Around in a black sea
All I know is torment
And the never ending pain
But not to the greatest extent
I wish I could feel the rain
Upon my face
I wish I could run
From this desolate place
Back to where everything begun
So that I might change it all
And stop my continuing fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem man, remember the same train that took you out can bring you back. take care, peace.