The fire that burns deep within my heart belongs to the night...
U must fight the night, for my black heart...
For the shadows of the night has captured my soul....
Will u fight and die? ? ?
Or will u save my life? ? ?
The queston is echoing inside my mind....
Unanswered...
Fate is yet to play its Dark Game...
Hopefully it won't end the same...
Alone.
Death.
Sorrow.
Pain.
Hopefully this Game will change and end in something great.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one! It was a mixure of all pessimistic negative adjectives and words and that makes the poem really cool!