Walking on a road
towards the edge of life
hollow eyes stares at me
with blood droplets on their lips
Slipping through darkness
towards the edge of pain
twisting vines wrap my feets
and break the bones with ease
Out of the garden
towards the edge of doom
the eternal sun blazes my skin
so I turn black instead of white
Escaping the sun
towards the edge of life
running through reality
in what's luckily only a dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I LOVE THIS POEM. IT IS JUST AMAZING AND AWESOME... KEEP THEM COMING TOMMY.