The roaring sound emerge from every where
Hurl black space outside on a winter night
The sound erupt feelings of despair and loneliness
Distant, yet so very close
The crying voice embedded in my head
Flushes of emotions buried long ago
Emotions long hidden and yet to be unwrapped
Eager to be released, yet difficult to let go
I long to cry, shout, yell and bellow
But deep down I feel safer in my quietness
And lost solitude of myself
Above all seclusion, I crave for one thing
I crave to be known, discovered and cherished
By those that know me but never able to understand
The darkness of life is not in living it
It’s in experiencing what life itself brings your way
And how much you are willing to pass by
My past depicts my present and future
I have learnt my way through everyday
And dreamt through every hour
I realise life is what life is
And can only be lived once
Like a gift; yet to be unwrapped
A flower; yet to blossom
A beautiful song; yet to be sung
A dream; yet to be achieved
Love; hoping to be accepted
And life; full of miseries
My life, my life
I want and need to LIVE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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