Down to the depths I go
Falling away from the shallows
My veins on fire
The water is my gallows
The stones around my feet
The cross upon my back
On the bed I will sleep
I'm never coming back
I'm done with me and I'm done with you
I'm done with Christmas
And Easter too
I'm free to part with my carcass
Life I didn't ask for
My birth was not mine
However many chances
This is now my time
Grandma, Grandad, Dad & Mrs Black
Your open arms await me
Just across the track
My train has come to take me back.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yet evocative by passion lest be falling, heart might be crunching in sorrows, amazing write,10+++, thanks for sharing