lonely road full of fear
somthing in my heart held so dear
darkness closing on the day
all wrong deeds about to pay
panic rising in my chest
pressure building about to get the rest
of me, heart racing
to hell with pacing
all out sprint towards my destination
no time to be wasting
your arms my castle
to your heart i am its vassal
every window filled with light
to sleep i fall, i am tired of this fight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like you deep thought, deeper meanings to just words.