Filling darkness.
Peace.
The calm before the storm.
Me.
All i ever could be.
All i ever was.
All i ever tried to be.
Useless i am, i seem.
A danger that is me.
The sullen shadow, hidden, ignored.
Rippling. Restless forever more.
Peacefully curdling.
Can it be saved?
No.
I
Am
Gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem