I'm slipping back,
Into the madness of the night,
Where only thoughts,
Of death can reach me,
Despair claims all,
So why not me,
I'm worthless,
No meaning to my life,
Everything I touch,
Withers and dies,
I am cursed,
To forever walk alone,
Despairing,
What else could it be,
I'm slipping back,
Falling backwards,
Into my darkest nightmare,
That is truly named,
Denial,
Such a sad poem. Its such a statement on tortured emmotion. Very well written been there also.
This poem is very intense. The 'i am cursed' part makes me a little bit sad, because no one is cursed. but from the poem and the other comment seems like we all have something in common, no matter where i guess. Solid stuff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So, my initial thought was that this was a little melodramtic. Then I realized the emotion and it came alive to me because I've been here myself. I love how the last line summarizes things up.... Denial. Beautiful! Good job mate!