My days are getting shorter
Nights go on and on
Surrounded by my obsessions
To a point of false confession's
They carry within themselves
Their own implications
You are presented with so many gift
Beautifully wrapped
Are brand new complications
I cry, i do not want them
But, you have to accept them
with folded hands
They have brought them for you
with such pain n devotion
So I fall into the arms of compulsion
Where I can finally rest
But, I can no longer feel
The very life inside of me
Nick kler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the very life inside of me, let me see. good one.