I quit i say,
i had enough,
i thought but i am not that tough.
I have no wings but i am like a fly,
go close to light knowing they will die.
Its eating me from inside out,
like a lice somewhere deep and loud.
I quit i say,
I had enough,
my path to freedom is way to rough.
this moan in words is just to remember.....
I quit i say,
till i have a way,
but no one knows when come 'someday',
the only chance i have's 'today'.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Never give up. Freedom is worth the fight. Good write, and keep up the good work.