The sun
burns bright
its burning
me
slowly
like an ant
under an evil childs
magnifying glass
it feels too
hard to 'live
life has no
meaning anymore
while I squirm
around and try to get
out
of what is
happening, but
the light
it shines
so bright
it almost blinds
me
I cant see
where Im
going
I go
in circles
until, slowly,
the sun
takes my
soul
away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like this a lot, Tofur. very sad, though. Hope life is treating you ok now... Jon.