I see stars through the darkest of nights.
I see no rainbows.
I feel the love on a battleground.
I feel the blood of red hate all around.
I crave for my arms to survive another day.
I crave for my veins constant pain.
I fly without touching the blue skies.
I fly where angels dies.
I say tomorrow will be the end to my day.
I say, I say, I say
I drive with my mind behind the wheel.
I drive with my life against plastic steel.
I forgive the ones I hate.
I forgive not to be forgiven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem