I see the fire.
I am the flames.
I am hurting.
Within the inside.
Next to which rests with the dead.
I do not linger.
Even to point one finger.
I swallowed my pain.
I am the nail in the cross.
I take.
I break.
For yours and heavens sake.
I carry my burdens.
You will never see me cry.
My tears are not forsale.
Not today and surely not tomorrow.
Never in the corner of the dark.
I will drown.
I will suffocate.
My heart hangs around a stake.
I do not have to die.
I am dead inside my sorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem