Deep burning thoughts running through my head.
my blood is yourning for the after life.
with defeat and rage by my side there just isn't a way to accomplish my destination.
where is my destination exactly?
i don't really know.
but i do know hope is reaching out to me but i can't get a grip.
i keep slipping away farther and farther as defeat and rage are telling me to give up.
i take a intense thrust towrd hope but he moves his hand from mine and sings a sinister laugh.
so yet again, im stuck alone with defeat and rage by my side....
as always....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem