My heart was filled with despondency
Silence was over me
The emptiness I feel…exasperating
And the shallows was defined
I tried to remember
But I was frivolous
I need to break away
But it was too impetuous
That smooth breeze
Is the silence that fights over?
Distance is near but far to touch
I was impervious…
I couldn’t speak
It’s all over me
A fellow that was there
Just fluttered around me
There it goes
There it was
Home but empty
Nothing but filled
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was great Marx, sounds really nice by your hand :) more than that it reminds me about my fav band, Evanescence, nice writing though :) _Unwritten Soul