Shrouded in darkness
Surrounded by light
You can’t find me
Although you try.
I can’t find myself
In this living hell.
Don’t want to get out
Even though I know how.
Shadows pulling at me
Tugging on my leg
I’m fighting things I can’t see
Trying to pull me down
Though I beg and plead.
I’ve resigned. I’ve given up
Seems there’s no stopping them.
Then there’s a voice saying
“Don’t give in-
I’ll tell you when.”
(Dec.28,2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing. This gives words to the nightmares I sometimes had as a child, especially those proximate to eye surgeries.