my vision is fuzzed
my senses have failed
my ghost is walking
on this rocky trail
a phantom in this world
oblivious to all
this is not a game
i never felt so small
the trail im walking is way to long
i need somewhere to hide
i need your help
i need your love
i need to feel inside
slowly i wander
into the misty winder night
i feel you grab my hand
'i promise to hold on tight'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
mystically romantic...going through this poem the reader feels the anxiety and the comfort it provides...good work Helena...thanks...10