As I lie my head on my pillows,
My thoughts crash down on me.
A dark pit, which slowly swallows,
Me whole, with no chance to flee.
A darkness engulfs my soul,
As my mind plays the tracks,
Of past mistakes, on a roll.
A broken record with repeating acts.
I mask my flaws throughout the day,
To hide my insecurities and weirdness.
With the night, my mask is pulled away.
My sins on show with utter clearness.
Oh, darkness, why do you treat me like this?
The endless night is when I thrive.
Yet with my crippling thoughts you dismiss,
My yearning in this twilight to be alive.
Let me be to enjoy the day's shadow.
Let me swim in the darkness with bliss.
Without the voices making me wallow.
Without the serpents in my mind that hiss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem