It turns my stomach
It's burning me alive
Life being washed away
Clean out of my sight
Someone! Please help me
Save my only child
She is hanging upside down
From the ropes of life
Crying as she is all alone
Barely able to whisper her pain
God please help me!
I am knocking at your door
Lost and confused by your glistening light
I am begging and down on my knees
Buried deep under the ashes
Of my burnt out wife
My mind is playing that age old trick
My future looks so very bright
If only I could paint my heart
With lucent colors of this light
Oh God, I am losing my mind
I am running out of time
Always breathing in this stale air
It's choking me on the inside
I'm slowly crippling
I'm gently loosing this fight
NICK KLER
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