HIDING FROM THE WORLD ONE DAY AT A TIME, LOST IN LOVE WAS MY LIFE, AND NOW I FIND MYSELF LOST IN MY WORDS THAT I NEVER SAID BEFORE... MUSIC HELPS TO KILL WHAT WAS, ONCE A PAIN FILLED LIFE, THIS BLACK INK TRAVELS TO A DISTANT BATTLE DEEP IN THE DEPTHS OF ONES OWN REGRET, AS I SEARCH FOR ANSWERS... SILENCE RINGS MY EARS, NOW STAYING SOBER LESS I BE DIMINISHED, IN THIS MEANINGLESS DRUNKEN STUPOR, WITH TOO MUCH TO LOSE AND TO LITTLE TO GAIN, LIKE RUSSIAN ROULETTE AND THIS LIFE ARE ONE IN THE SAME! ....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem