I am trapped
trapped in an abyss circling down a black whole
with no escape
My life is drained and lost
I have no more.............words
My heart has stopped beating its tribal beat
My movements are rough
rougher then the pain i feel
it makes MS look good
Never had I a feeling of depression and sorrow
that made my fall to my knees
into a puddle of my tears
With each dropp I remember the good times
the times that I have lost
the times that will never come back
Like a slow induced coma
I'm slipping away
down a well
With a broken heart that can't be mended
with a mind that has turned into old clay
there is only one thing left to say
GOOD BYE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem