This dark void that's slowly
burring me,
does not bear no name,
I know nothing of why i am
its chosen one,
or what it stands to gain.
It places the visions in my mind.
It pours the pills in my hand.
Overwhelms me with the feelings,
that i will be at ease,
If i leave this twisted land.
And as my heart beats on,
it hollows out my insides,
holds my emotions captive,
thrives of the hour's I've cried.
Longing for it to release me,
I routinely battle it everyday.
Showing me no mercy
it makes a point it's here to stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem