Silence, in the night
Darkness does not try to hide
The walls around me are crumbling
As I hurt deep inside
Silence, in my body
I cannot think straight anymore
My heart and mind are closed
I have become nothing but a core
I am but a shell
Of the self that I once was
My spirit is dead and my heart is gone
Of this misery, I am the cause
Slowly I am losing my sanity
Slowly my life is ebbing away
For now I am dead and so is my soul -
To think that I had been wishing for this very day
I used to wish for death
I used to lust for blood
But now that I have received death
I feel as if I had drawn a tarot card
It was not meant to happen this way
It was not meant to be
And now the one that I love -
She no longer cares for me
I know she does not love me
But I am grateful for what she has done
The short time we used to be together
Has been a spark in this darkness as bright as the sun
I am grateful for the friends
That had comforted me in my time of need
If not for them, where would I be?
If not for them, what would have become of me?
Now although I am dead
The memories remain
But soon they will fade
And all that is left will be the remnants of my shame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Silence is sometimes speech lest they become verses of yours.Well done. Do read mine-Sommelier.