I feel so alone, in this dark sound proof room,
My wings clipped, my heart dead,
But still
Beating.
To scream my heart out, and still have a voice,
To run as fast as I can, and not be able to catch up with you,
To weep from the lifeless silence, and still be able to hear it,
To be numb, but still able to feel,
To remember nothing, but the time I spent with you,
To have naught left in my stomach, but still be gagging,
To be unloved, but still love you,
This is;
Eternal
Death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i agree....................................................................to not see God is death everlasting...... too.....