as the rain hits my window
of my dark thoughts
they only become more powerful
and pull me farther into darkness
they taunt and tease
and destroy what I have built
and I slowly become
a animal of darkness
consumed with my thoughts
if only there was a light
that could bring me back
to the surface
then mabye
I would have a chance
to survive
and possibly
become released
from this curse
that I have within me
and be able to walk
free
once more
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I would like to translate this poem
Love the dark melancholic aura thats released from the heart of the poem, definetly a good piece, keep up the good work