Dark, empty, black.
Feel nothing.
Walking, no end.
Hallway, never ending.
Where's the exit?
No strength.
Why is this pen so heavy?
Tears falling.
Never ending.
Just want them to stop!
Hair everywhere.
In my mouth, eyes, face.
Sightless.
Never ending blindness.
Muscles shaking.
Paralyzed.
By an invisible source.
Cigarettes, weed, cocaine.
Temporary escapes.
Searching for next source.
Never ending.
Words cannot explain.
Incomprehensible writing.
Unknown thoughts.
Who are you?
Questions never ending.
'I'm His friend.'
Who's?
'He goes by many names.'
'Satan, Devil, fallen angel.'
Now trapped.
No escape.
Never ending.
Looking up, up, up.
To Heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem