I am sourounded by darkness
I don't beleive that
I can do anything in the world
I am powerless
It is a lie that
I will always see light instead of darkness
I am as voicless as a rock
It is wrong that
My dreams will come true
My future is dark
It is untrue that
My candle is lit
I will see darkness unless
I choose for the sun to rise...
*note this is a revearse poem now you read it upward*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem