Inside this body
is a trapped soul
Not to be seen
And no where to go
It's slowly dieing in this skin,
To feel my pain should be a sin.
To feel my pain should only be
Not for you but just for me
When will darkness ever cease?
The pain is stronger than the seas
My heart is pierced, my body's torn
My eyes, blood shot, my feet forlorn
Help me! Help me! I am dieing!
Hold me! Hold me! I am crying!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree, this is definitely a ten. Not meaning to belittle your hardships but this is another wonderful poem.