The night comes
It feels cold
I can’t find myself
I feel despair
Clouds in my mind
Won’t let me find
My true joys and hope…
I will reach for the rope...
At some point in time
I will find the end of life
Still I will try…
I will fight every fight
I see a light
But can’t reach that height
It is my destiny
To reach for infinity
I know is futile
To run down that aisle
Still with no reason why
I will try.
I can’t go back
Or I’ll lose my track.
So I will go forward
And try harder.
I know it’s hard to cope
But I hold the hope
That in one future day
Again I will be able to play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Haha I also have a poem named Child in Darkness. One day we'll come out of it, keep writing; -)