Theres one thing that really makes me cry is the fact im guaranteed to die
it always creeps into my head when im lying alone in my bed
but can i leave my mark before it gets dark im feeling cold i, should be dreaming but all i hear is screaming
its the wind its not even there but its presence is heard and it whispers the words
open your eyes look at the starry sky i admired its beauty and its puity
it made me feel driven to have success through livin
i close my eyes im having visions no more superstitions just motivation to keep livin
now i live everyday like its my last and i make sure to never bring up the past
and to repress all of those deppressed feelings i had
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is my first poem i have ever written i wrote it during a hard time in my life.