Trapped in a maze, trapped in your ways,
looking for a way out.
The screaming in your ear, it echos in your brain
your cool hands cant stop the burning of the fiery ring.
Your screaming and wailing for them to stop,
but nobody hears your yelp.
Now its so bad your ears start to bleed and your head cant put up the fight.
you begin to feel your feet give out and your knees start to ache,
this final blow makes you pass out they'll never know when you'll wake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem