I have eyes, yet I do not see,
I have hands, yet I do not feel,
I have a nose, yet I cannot smell,
I have a mouth, yet I cannot taste,
I am alone with myself,
In my own personal hell,
I do not know if I am alive,
Or, if I even exist
The only thing within my soul is darkness,
There is no light for me here,
For I am shut off from the world,
And the world is shut off from me,
I feel no emotions,
I feel no feelings,
I have nobody to love,
And nobody to love me back,
I long for the touch of another,
Something to prove that I exist,
To feel the light shine within my soul,
To feel the warmth of life again
But I know that it cannot be,
For my soul is haunted by darkness,
A darkness from which I cannot escape,
A darkness that’s pulling me deeper into the unknown,
And will not let me go, not until it’s torn me apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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