I walk down this black path all alone
A hood one covering my eyes and head
My only company are the silent stones
Looking like a worshiper of a god long dead
I fine a realisation the I shouldn't be here
That I should've died in my mothers womb
Although I am aware of this death I do not fear
For I know that it will come for me very soon
People see me coming and run back inside
These silly foolish people are afraid of me
Behind windows of lies and ignorance they hide
Which is idiotic because they really shouldn't be
So I just continue down this dark road
Only sure of one thng I really need to do
Searching for an answer I was never told
To find out what ever happend to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the words and keep wirting and I gave the poem a 10!