As the sun sets down, and,
The light fades off, a fear sets in,
A fear unknown,
A fear uncalled;
For,
Something's there,
Which my mind tries to find,
A pain maybe; or a deep old scar?
I fumble hard, to find,
An answer to my thoughts.
What is that I search for?
Why is that I'm scared?
A tear,
Trickles down,
In the midst of my thoughts; a stark reminder,
Of a past full of falls.
The sky gets darker, the heavens,
Light up; but I ain't in heaven!
I haven't got a hope.
The day's come to an end, but,
The night,
Has just begun.
A cruel, hard night, as I see it,
For now, I scramble hard,
To hold, the failing will.
As the night draws in, I,
Summon all my strengths, for,
I need to fight,
The deamons of my soul.
Easy,
It is not, as my life is at stake,
But I wont give in, I aint,
The one, who would lose.
Darkness spreads out fast, killing,
Any light, and, the battle begins,
Of my 'OWN' with my 'SELF'.
For now I am, a warrior of the night,
Fighting my own thoughts, burning the fears.
Battle wages on, wounds dig in deep, but,
I know, for sure that,
The night's gonna end;
Till then, it is, a dream,
To find some light; and,
Till then, I am,
A self lost in night....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very well thought and worded......butiful write indeed