This room is getting darker
My head is spinning now
I open my mouth to speak
But it doesn't make a sound
This room is getting small
My hands are shaking now
I try to hear your words
But I can make something out
These walls are closing in
My ears are ringing now
I try to keep my cool
But I think I might pass out
This world is getting bleak
My heart is out of pace
I try to come back to life
But I think that I should go
I'll tell this world goodbye
I'm sorry this is how I'll leave
I hope you won't remember me
But instead who you wished I could be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem