Darkness and evil swirling around my
Demise in this silent abyss,
And the demons of my dreams
Come back to haunt me as I sleep.
My life is Hell.
I live in the constant tourturing
Of my soul. The ghosts of
My past taunting me as I sleep.
And it shall continue on until I am
Reunited with my loved ones I lost
Long ago.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem