There it is hiding in a dark corner
Looking at me, creeping, coming closer and closer
I can feel the cold again
I shiver and shake
Now I’m still far from heaven
And to the fires of hell
I see a chance to keep on going
But I can’t reach it
I never could
The rope gets tighter now
Around my neck
Gasping for my breath
Choking
The cold reaches me
Then the darkness
Will there be a light at the end of the tunnel?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem