Darkness surrounds me,
ears deaf to my own plea
A glint of light way far off,
try to get close as the voices they scoff
You'll never be free of this misery you feel,
in this darkness we own you and before us you'll kneel
Succumb to the choices you made in this life,
for happiness you let go and replaced it with strife.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem