Looming ahead of my tearful glance
an enchanted hostess of pain
brings her invisible chains
that bound me in desperation.
Realization obscures my vision
gleaming underneath the glittering stars
in a try to spark an evolution
in my messed up thoughts tonight.
Running across the pages
I feel blood rise through my senses
knotting me into a seductiveness
that makes me numb from inside.
I fear I would choke on my spirit
bleed in a way that one sees
feels pity and then sighs.
I fear the though of deception.
My hallucinations giggle
terrorizing my intuition to rewind
so that I find reasons
why I reflect a solid mind set.
My hazel eyes recoil in horror
I gaze at my hands
they are glistening with crimson
blotting me with stains so vivid.
I weep...
I scream...
you are not leaving
are you?
Sad reality haunts me
I know there is nothing I can do
to channelize my bloody reflection
into unfelt nightmares
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem