The days seem long through my eyes
tearing further and further down
my path of darkness and light.
I've lost my way in this crowd
and they knock me as they pass by
me in an understandable way.
I shouldn't have stood in their
way to the other side of this prison
I will shrink until I fit.
Mystery oh mystery
i take comfort in
your darkness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem