Everything i see.
Haunting me with questions.
Burns to ashes, falls away now.
Inside of lies buried in me, why?
No answer exists, no answer exists.
Will I find the smile hidden inside.
Is it hidden inside these weathering skies.
(raining)
Drowning out my screams.
I burn behind these walls.
The bearer of a gift.
F**ck your gift
It does not exist.
But lies do.
Their burning through your skin.
Growing inside a tradegy.
(never seem to go away)
Face that wont surrender.
Black the mirrors of this place.
Filled with lies buried inside me, why?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem