I’m breaking physically, mentally,
Everything that’s inside of me;
An eruption so great,
But only ending in fatality.
I watch myself, but not only I,
The others around me but I don’t know why;
I tremble and shake,
Too afraid to begin to cry.
I don’t know what’s been stored,
All of this behind one locked door;
But on this date,
One single slip has released my core.
Life to me is meaningless,
The others around are my bliss;
God chose this fate,
So know your pain is my weakness.
Empathetic or just pathetic?
It’s in my blood, it is my genetic;
Am I to wait?
A future of my own epidemic? !
A struggle through this stress,
Too many wounds I need to dress;
But it’s too late,
These feelings I cannot digress.
So I ascend to descend,
There’s no more time to pretend;
Sealed to Heaven’s Gate,
As I prepare to transcend…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Transcend - Truth summed up so sweet here. So know your pain is my weakness. Empathetic or just pathetic? It’s in my blood, it is my genetic. T. Love it, Love.