the darkness in the mind, cannot be seen when its light
at night, just at night when all is black
you sense it when you feel, all around the night
something u cant see, something that you lack
All around is light, you are the one who is dark
sleep comes and with it dreams which are strange
running with the wolves and baying for a lark
blood all around and a thirst for revenge
am i going mad or is it just something unworldly
nothing when its day but yes! just when its night
the dreams come again and again and again i see
they vanish a while later and lo behold its light.....
My world welcome to my world, not so fine and fun,
ever present over my world is a shadow of doom,
fire, ice and blood enough to make you run,
but how will you escape this dungeon of gloom
try as you might once you'r in theres no out
turn and twist and fight and cry
run and hide, scheme and shout,
no escape its where we die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem