Do you
fear
the dark?
I do.
It haunts
and darkens
and kills.
It is a
fearful experience.
The worst thing-
it happens
every day.
Just the fear
of it happening
again
is enough to
frighten.
You are lucky.
In my world,
the dark
kills
always.
Light does not penetrate
the dark here.
Never.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way you've organized this. It's very simple, but effective.