The beginning is dark and blissful,
some things are very peaceful; like death
But life, life is hard and it gets harder as time increases
People never know when a death is coming like a surprise
But a birth is planned and looked forward to like a gift
Warmth filling the soul of those in despair to only deceive
Chills that wrap your mind in hopelessness of no where
Damp, dark, there is no light as far as I can tell fear owns me
Why are there no sweet smelling flowers or hopeful days to hold?
Seeking the answers that remain hidden in the dark for so long
Walking the road of a no where life because the pain fuels my rage
Taking turns that lead to a somehere road but not My somewhere
Nowhere to be found and nothing to be heard because i am gone
I am now apart of the dark, damp, bliss that fills your mind.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem