I want to walk the other side
Have others taste the tears I've cried
This need in me will not subside
So to the dark I run and hide
I curse the ones who led me here
Inside these walls I disappear
The punishment was most severe
My eyes reveal my darkest fear
Come watch me as I dig my grave
To the dark I've become a slave
It is the touch of death I crave
As I have no soul left to save
The stench of sadness and despair
Fill my lungs with poisonous air
And although I am quite aware
I breathe in deep without a care
With venomous blood I will stain
Hearts of those causing me great pain
Scouring them with acid rain
My demise will not be in vain
I agree with Grey Ter.....great write man......Lekkeer dave
Dark though this is its well written with good flow and also fascinating piece of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are just getting so good tiyler, you describe how most poets feel far too much of our time, just remember you are not alone and these feelings of despair will lift. Here take this breath of me I send...whoooooooooooosh! There now? Grinning at you,10 from your friend, Tai