It creeps up and grabs you
With a hold so tight
You wouldn’t be able to do any thing
You'd be frozen with fright
Never underestimate it
It has a way with things
Tricks you and takes you
into a black whole full of chaos and pain
IF you come out
you'd never be the same
strive away from it if you can
you'd be on another 'missing' poster in a full trashcan
The worst part of the madness of the all
if you fall
you wouldn't cry
'cause you wouldn't know you'd died
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem