Wanted words of deepest Blue
That struggles to rise from that manic Pew
And darkest thoughts that so prevail
That mighty words can never tell
The darkest dark of inner mind
The dazzle Red that makes us blind
Now tortured soul is all we see
That struggles on to eternity
Why oh why can we not see?
What we should see so easily
But end has come and dark is wrought
And all we have is inner thought
And i am left with hollow Shell
Toward that Red, my inner Hell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem