As I walk through the valley of the shadows of death. I hear my heart beat fast. For once upon a time ago these deaths were full of life. I'm looking for the lost love of mine, It died binded to time. I walk and walk but still no luck, does everything turn to dust? This valley is dark with the shadows even darker and finally I find the one. This lost love of mine is twisted and mangled, it's seen so much, I look deep into this mess of a shadow and see and hear and feel. So much it has been through. Nightmares and lies and all the bad things. This valley is dark and the shadows are darker. But the darkest thing is the thing I see in this lost love of mine. And that darkest thing is nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is beautiful Jess... i didnt know you could write like this