Night...
Driving by.
Screams of fear.
The edge of insanity...
Stepping over once.
Staying forever.
Building,
During the day.
Cold stone.
Freezing the heart.
Fear...
The feeling.
Ever so hoping.
Never to reach.
This place....
Home of imbalance.
Or whatever name.
It will be given.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem