The sky falls,
War to me seems endless.
To the heavens my lover calls,
But no angels like the sameness.
Crackling surrounds me,
Lost in a forest of green.
His eyes are what i long, what i see,
His deep voice; memories i have seen.
A smell i recognize
A sound i love.
As the angel's beauty i paralyze,
All the thunder from above.
They call me,
The demons they are.
Dark abyss is all i see,
But you are close, never far.
To love is to kill,
A part of yourself and your soul.
I sit here next to the windowsill,
Wondering if i will ever loose control.
One thought beckons,
Truth in the sky and sea that cry.
Breath and soul are my weapons,
I love you.I could never tell you a lie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem