If heaven existed then,
Give me a sign,
Yes i've done bad,
But i've done good at the same time,
I rhyme words to express my lost,
I advise others even tho they forgot,
I build people up,
To get kicked back down,
But isn't that enough,
To show that i'm trying to change my life,
If hell is upon me,
He shows it day by day,
I fight my demons,
I fight to stay sane,
I fight a punishment,
that has crippled me from birth,
I fight an illness,
That has literally made life,
Like living with a curse,
I ask one thing,
From so deep within,
Give me a light,
that i can follow and bring,
Hope to these people,
Who feel the same as me,
Deep within.
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