as i sit on the edge
of the curb
staring into Black Abyss Inevitable
with my mind's eye
dragging poison into my lungs
much like sucking
on the barrel
of a loaded gun
i pray
for Life to begin
dragging poison into my lungs much like sucking on the barrel of a loaded gun.........// written beautifully
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The style as also expression are simply superb and in contrast to the sucking of poison in lungs.Thanks for sharing.