All my life i lay there,
Spat on and smothered,
The darkness hovering,
Oh, please leave me be.
Rubbing against my soul and mind,
Pounding, Creeping, Killing me slowly,
But i never die,
Oh, please stop this torture.
I run but here the darkness follows,
No where to hide,
No where to hide.
You teach me unkindness and horror,
As you show me your power.
Killing me, but i never die,
I jus bellow.
I learn to fly over the darkness,
Never stopping till i see all blue,
But never forgetting,
The darkness from which i flew.
wonderful poem i cant related to this poem i to flew away but have not seen the blue sky yet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i was there, , i found the sky..not blue but black.. it had light.. lots of light it has a good end for the seeker.. good luck