Days gone bye
That I can never
Exchange
Still haunt me
Stalk me
In the still
Dark forest
Of my sleep
Weaving ‘Tween
The trees of memory
Like late
Morn’ fog
Leaving
Trails in the darkness
Of my long
Forgotten pain
I stay lost
Blissfully
In the dark
Damp of night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem