My life has truely faded
away from the sun
And my words become jaded,
trite and overdone
Why am I left to wonder here
when things never change
is there nothing left to fear
unless my last breath kills the pain
I`ve lost all sense of vitality
to the coldness of life
Pressure has overwhelmed me
cut deep its knife
slowly disolve within myself
where I always fail
wish I were someone else
than me so stale
I'm aware of an expected end
but will it ever come
false securities I don`t pretend
when everything is numb
Need to learn to be prepared
when I`ll start to live again
alone in my thoughts I share
like the child I was way back then
Here I bleed, cause I feel so ugly
I`m in need, can't find that remedy
if someone could only reach down
where I scream without a sound
to pull me from this filthy grey
that wants my life to fade away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written to explain your pain that was so grey and faded. Keep writing, keep fighting! H