Around, all around, the dark memories gather
My dread grows as the Dark One's touch falls against my neck
It slays me, and darkly my
life's blood drips
to the dead grass
In agony I fall limply
while death follows
Now alone, my soul falls upon bloody eyes
This is my Hell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Darkness and death, closely linked..... you have suceeded in depicting the horror of darkness when death follows like an assassin! ! You have talent! ! Continue to write!