I am tormented by demons…
Facing them throughout my life.
Find me a wizard…
Let me talk to the soothsayer.
Could it be…
I need my fortune read?
Toss those bones on the table…
Tell me what they say…
Pull out the Tarot cards let me see how they read…
I don’t think I would ever believe…
Can I conquer all that I fear?
Will my past finally catch up with me?
I used so much luck…
Will I pay for it in the end?
Can I look at the stars?
Look into your eyes…
Will I be able to wash all my misery away?
It’s like a babe trying to take his first steps again…
The stumble and fall, always getting up in the end.
Moving ahead, balance all so off…
I might as well be a blind man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem