Crawling under my skin
Pinpricks on the soul
Permeating mind n being
Spreading like wildfire, this disease
Called you.
Taking over coherent thought
Clutching on to every heartbeat
Parasitic life, lived in a coma
Waiting for a fix, this drug
Called you.
Sucking out all happiness
Preying on the darkness within
Clawing, aching and craving
For this slow death
Called you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it calls wherever it goes. pain starts to recognise the light. light glooming more when it falls on dark body it pull me deep into the route of the death. 'the birth'