Naked in all ways I sit before you, pouring out my soul,
The emptiness inside me echos of yester years pains.
I kneel before you now, begging for your light.
Darkness has been my master, and I a slave to its grind.
Take me now to places that with your help, all the answers
I will find.
He consumed my mind, eating away at the precious gift I was given,
tortured my brain with words of hate and deceit to the point of
blacking out my life. Forcing lies inside an innocent head,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem