Breaking and shaking minds erasing all the evil i've done
shunned from society with no places to run feeling empty and
done alone in the dark cant hit restart when i
get to a part that i can't get past no cheats or walkthroughs
no one lending a hand get to a point where
i just don't understand
keep blaming myself rearranging myself
i'm going insane in what seems like a room
with no light seems darkner then night sitting here wish for a sight
a way to get out shouting at nothing corrupting my ways in a way im pushing myself to my own judgement day a rain of hell
i put on myself
lost can't tell what's right from real
can't feel anymore so i stand up to run
and found a door it was always there just to scared
didn't want to move because of fear
but really theres nothing to fear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes we imagine a rope to be a snake when we realise....................where is the fear?