I am in a self constructed prison,
I am taunted and bleeding in my heart
I am sick and full of uncertainty
I am lonely and isolated
I am painful and unsatisfied
I am smelling the old and rottenness in me
I am poisoned and soon succumbing to death
I am on my death bed and walking
I am unable to laugh and enjoy love
I am sad and choked with hatred
I am in prison, dirty and smelling
I am suffocating in hatred in me for long
I do not know how to fly out
I am not willing to get out
I am in dark corridors with little to love to my kind
I see shadow of my ghosts on the wall
I see spirits of hate smiling at me - And I love it
I am wondering how long I will live in horrible-sweet me
I am wondering who will liberate me from tall walls of myself!
I have torturous chains of hatred on my feet and I can't move.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem