My life is filled with ashes
Of burning relationships around me
days spent in a state of trance
nights filled with waking dreams
living beyond the epitome of loneliness
life is like a vivid ravine
every living moment
Paying off a debt
That accumulates with every breath
I wonder what would happen
After I'm gone, after my death?
So, I sit her at your doorstep
Tired and all alone
Depleted and refused by today
Used and abused by my past
Empty and down on my knees
She managed yet again
To crush my heart
When the wounds from my past
Had barely started to heal
She gave me another blow
That went right thru my soul
Something must be broken
Or crushed deep inside of me
Why else are my eyes all swollen?
I must have been crying all night
It must have been late last night
I woke up breathless and scared
Silence was howling at my face
Darkness playing with my compulsions again
Nick Kler
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