Traveling through the darkness blindly, cannot find the
way, praying for light to shine and show the way.
Piercing flames blazing into mind, burning memories
brightly, taking over and playing them in videos of the
past.
No reprieve in sight, running from the yesterday's,
filled with fears and intense emotions smothering beneath
their feelings.
Looking and searching for a way out of this darkness of
sorrow, blindly running to the voice I hear whispering
from afar, helping to lead me to the fountain of healing,
easing the emptiness, at least a little while.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A humane urge with benevolence to help a destitute with a hope to give some solace to that wounded heart.... speechless