I live for tomorrow
For yesterday night,
Believing that sorrow
Will banish the light.
Revealing myself
To all those who see me,
Not giving a care
For invisible enemies.
Insomnia buries
Me in it's heart,
When I lay awake
Embraced by the dark.
Entombed in my mind
With those torturous thoughts,
That enslaved me by fears
I believed were long lost.
Incessant emotions
Devoured my soul,
Consumed by atrocity,
Completely alone.
How can I be human?
How can I come sane?
An answer, I know,
I will never obtain...
From the beginning of mankind, human had face all the good, the bad and the ugly.Struggle is part of survival my friend.Nice writes.
Hey! We think the same way my friend. Read MY DARK NIGHTS.....wow...what a similarity! This is poem is so beautiful, so well structured and so well described.....great poem my friend..........to be remembered and recommanded..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Because you feel, makes you human and because you write, it helps to be a little insane! We have to rise above the stark....There is always an answer, it is just a matter of finding the right one. Smiling at you, Tai