I see but can they see me?
I walk alone for many years
Inside a realm of my imagination
Time stopped like the day of death
World’s weight holds me down
The gravitational pull on my soul
Rise, I try, falling deeper into abyss
Yet freedom binds me whole
As I try to escape the madness
Alone and cold
Exit left with reality
Can they see me now?
Hopelessly flaunt my image
Screams fill my ears
Alone once again and so cold
Is this purgatories existence before my hell?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is chilling.................great poem. Sincerely, mary