Nobody can save themselves
From the temptation that puts you
In a dark closet,
Where screams won't take me out
From the emptiness inside my mind.
My brain cheats me all the time,
I can't feel my body
I can't stand my own weight,
I feel like a bird
Flying freely in the sky
A stone hits my head,
And reminds me my life is being destroyed
Slowly as the walk of a turtle,
On the sands of a desert beach
Full of loneliness and silence.
The same silence is stuck in my thoughts
Which puts me in a box,
The same box that once was my comfort
And now is my inferno,
That my mind helped to construct.
Sometimes death is an option,
Sometimes death is the solution.
When the chaos is installed,
There is no escape,
There is nobody to save.
I feel lightweight,
I see my body on the bed
Quiet and cold,
And suddenly I fly
I fly far from the inferno of my mind.
I'm floating like an angel
An angel that flies to the Garden of Peace.
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