Plain and simple in my view
Normality through and through
The same as others mine was not
As others were I had forgot
From that cup I did not drink
To that god I did not wink
Evil cloud shadowed me
Through tainted eyes I did see
Secret lives behind the wall
With hero demon standing tall
From the feet beneath the table
To escape I was unable
Nor led to think I needed to
Life I’d grown accustomed to
Now educated by my sorrow
To appreciate tomorrow
Memories drag behind
Demons life at last resigned
Childhood burden now confined
In the secrecy of mind.
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I would like to translate this poem
Now educated by sorrow To appreciate tomorrow sad and emotional, but a really brilliant poem. pain creates amazing poets sometimes... keep writing, thanks Athena *** words will change the world ***