the stars dissapear from the sky
and dissapear my desire to try
and my dreams have levelled in the darkness
wich im surrounded by
and my screems grow louder
then it involve in the black
absorb by the darkness
and no one hear it
cause all are in white
a shining light..
a shining light shows..
it's the darkness throw your pain in your face
left behind wounds will never be erase
Darkness isn't all is bad, through it we could have a peace of mind.Nice writes Lola.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved reading the piece....great dear!