My heart was finally drifting farther and farther away from a possible heart attack.
I whiped the sweat off my face,
held my breath, to stop my hard breathing.
I was finally out,
out of the forbidden darkness where no one should go.
But I was born there,
I grew up there,
the only way I knew how to live.
Now I was out,
out of evil's darkness,
in to Heavens light.
This is a good poem..though there is room for improvement..if best is achievable, do not settle for good.
Wow, its been long I saw someone write about death in such a simple way. Nice one Adrianne.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
although a lovely readable poem that flows in like the tide and there is attached drama not to mention a bit of theatrics...i enjoyed reading it and more so trying the jig saw puzzle and plat...falling flat Contextually a bit challenged...i gave up. Sometimes its fun to do an early morning head scratch to get at a nicely wrapped enigma... Somewhat like guessing what’s in the neatly folded paper while sipping morning coffee with a distant focused eye... Cheers :) sat