I fight the darkness
Consuming me
I fight the sadness
Consuming my joy
I fight the will to die
Consuming my life
I fight the consuming powers
I fight the clichés
Consuming my writing
I fight the urges
To give up fighting
I fight the might
Of the consuming powers
I fight their presence
Shadowing my mind
They are so cruel
They are so unkind
I fight their presence
Standing by my side
They reign in rule
Of secrets they find
I fight the consuming hours
Stripping away my productivity
I fight the consuming flowers
Grown from seeds of my sorrows
I fight the consuming towers
From which consuming powers rule
I fight the consuming powers
That take me for a fool
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem