sparklets of light rain down
blinding truths that once were mine
now shattered glass on the ground of a reality i never belonged to
another piece falls
a death
a victory
absorb into the battlefield,
the soul they wish to claim
two swords born from the two sides of a shatterd soul
thirsty for the blood of the other.
a shatterd soul each piece wanting to take control
constant torment
one is peace one is war
the loving laugh
and the bleeding roar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem