my hell is all around me
it whispers dark things in my ear
it fills my world with sadness
it makes me shake in fear
one more night in this desolate place
could send me to my grave
that's why i'm breaking out
that's why i'll run away
i'll ignore the whispers
and break down the walls that hold me in
i'll ignore the fear
and smother the voices; they'll never win
this hell will not hold me
i'll escape and be free
the whispers in the dark
won't have victory
i won't die in this place
i'll live to see the light
but only if i can make it
out before another night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
never give up. take care.