Hear my voice
I keep those words out by choice
Those that killed me in disguise
I keep them blocked deeper inside
Shelter finally gave its shape
But in the dark I have no name
With every memory clear in my head
I still remember every word that you said
Clouded mind and a heavy heart
I surely hope that someday
We could see a brand new start
Take me back to those moments in time
When I saw my whole life ahead of me
Too much damage has been done
I have too little time left to mend
Without bending for a religion or belief's
I always helped those in need
But you brought me down on my knees
Now, I hardly ever feel jovial
Nor do I really get sad
I'm always looking out for a shelter
From scorching heat of this life
Always paying my debt to God
For giving me a life in disguise
Nick Kler
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