My mind is a dark place.
It's sure enough to scare anyone who dares to try and comprehend,
Where my thoughts even begin.
For as I know my thoughts torment my very soul.
Surely my thoughts would stop your heart cold.
In dark I try to hide,
From all that confides inside my mind.
Little do I see, for these dark figures;
These vultures inside, never seem to leave.
They naw and they breed,
Prodding, and peeling at the core of me.
Withering away, slowly enough one day you'll say;
'Take me away to a darker place, maybe then; they won't see my face.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My mind is a dark pace, good write, thanks.