Standing at the edge.
I am far too close.
I am surrounded by reality.
One mind thrashed by the end of time.
Yes, that will be mine.
I cannot debate.
I hate.
But it feels.
Never enough.
I hate.
Everything.
Myself, into the eye of I.
Tears crack my sad goodbyes.
In between death and being alive.
I vanish to die.
Break my brain.
I am toned and tainted.
Stake my heart.
Just to extort my pain.
Hear my screams.
Believe me when I say.
My blood flows freely.
In and out of my nightmares.
Where I shake in the shallows.
Where I have no shadow.
Where I refuse to dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice, Emotionally strong ink.liked it.