A dilemma of a life to hinder or to spare
Uncertain whether it is a blessing or a curse
Unheard breathing pricking the conscience to agony
Springs of scarlet to be flushed down to forgotten.
Angst and pain, unsure of what to feel within
Teardrops of selfishness washing away the guilt
Crushing up the growing fear just to lose it all
Preferring to live alone than to let live.
Every tick of a clock depicting regeneration
Growing limbs and that tiny beating heart
A million times darker than a moonless night
Swallowed whole by regrets for a sin yet to be done.
Risking to soak the soul in the ocean of perdition
Than to accept that minute sleeping soul within
Jaded with the stress of having to let it go
A memory forever to sulk in the creases of the mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem