The deepest corners of my mind,
Nothing but sadness you will find,
The darkness has gripped my mortal soul,
You can't even find a pice of coal.
I am unbalanced, gripped by this rage.
Caught in this war of light and dark,
Each side trying to bare me it's mark,
And I wonder if I will find,
The soul I lost of love and kind,
Demolished by my evil half,
Sadly it begins to laugh,
My best friend, loyal and true
I can only hope the darkness has not consumed you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem