time
out of place
knows no other.
what becomes of the hour?
night is the constant
darkness prevalent.
my inner being
screams
in
silence.
loneliness
knows
my
pain
all too well.
the door to freedom
will
not
open
solitude
grows
discontented
take care
for
i must leave now.
(12-27-2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem