If only you could see,
What's buried deep inside of me,
But through my thickened blood,
This shall never be.
Too many times it has passed,
I went from ice to broken glass,
The eggshells coming soon,
So with me it will not last.
When you finally see their virtues,
It becomes clear what you must do,
I'm finally seeing the light,
So for me, it is not you.
It's sad with vivid descriptions,
This life I must envision,
The past may haunt you now,
But today it made me different.
A whole new world is coming in,
It is I who must begin,
Through all my lonely visions,
I can finally see within,
My conscious brought me gold,
Common sense told me no,
I devoured my own mind,
And forgot what I was told,
I'm breaking into pieces,
But I finally found the reason,
My door was always open,
I allowed my windows to show the seasons,
Here I am once again,
Breaking down to no end,
The picture became so clear,
I was foolish to use no lens.
The storm brings a calm,
I should've known all along,
A circle of a suicide,
A testament of my wrong.
When our mind finally awake, synchronize with heart, then we can see the future images, as if it the lenses now focused at its best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Great imagination, Joshua. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks