Closer to god.
As I close my eyes trying to reach for the hand of god, my dreams disappear between the nightmares that trap me on my sleep.
I pray on my knees but at the same time the evil is waiting for me outside on the window of opportunities.
I run from this shadow that wont stop following me, all the way down to my last chance to live.
Opening my eyes and I see my self in the promise land where I found the happiness that I had lost in my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem