Imprisoned in a deep wallow
My throat narrows, I cannot swallow
The taste of this pain is crying for conclusion
I cannot abide, tormented by confusion
Listening to these words slip from my tongue
I can bare it no more, what have I become
Razor ripping remarks repulse my wrath
Obstacles constantly changing my path
Can one not be at peace for a little while
Put the past behind me and just smile?
Momentarily forgetting the aches and breaks
My armoured soul cannot take another shake
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem