It’s the ties that break
The bonds that disintegrate
The gates that close
The escape no one knows
The scars that remain
Reminders of an old pain
The wounds that still burn
All because of one wrong turn
It’s this suffering that makes you realize
The fake shimmer had you hypnotized
In the end it’s not about the closed gate
What happened was handed by fate
Your eyes now open and you begin to see
The true place where you’re meant to be
After all, it’s not about the solution no one knows
It’s about the blood that, still thicker than water flows
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem