I stay in my bed
Afraid of light
Afraid of the dark
I am weighted down by my kind
They stare at me
Not sure if I am breathing
Darkness in my eyes is all they see
But do they care?
They just turn they're head
'Oh he's just being his self'
They say
I close my eyes
And I start to think
Darkness covers me
It covers all pain, misery, Sadness
But is it gone?
It is still there even in darkness
my final thought and final breath
I whisper
'So long life'
I grab a knife
In it goes
Deeper and deeper
I crumble
I wait
Then I whisper to my self
'so long my friend'
I close my eyes
Darkness has conquered
I left life
Now the pain has stopped
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jake, like it or not, we as Soul, are in the driver's seat of our life, the choices we make to a large extent determine the lessons before us. One of my poems, On Pain, touches on the subject of pain...I wrote it in my teens and it was one of my first few poems. I prefer serving in the light and beauty of the IT IS, less painful, more fun! Cheers!