Sifting through these thoughts of mine
I begin to wonder what I will find
Maybe something that was lost 
But I wonder what that will cost
I’ve been walking a long and broken path
And it appears that it hath 
Not an end and is only growing darker
I’ve passed the insanity marker
	
Blood flows from every direction 
It flows across the path like a hungry infection
The horror of my mistakes hit me head on
I feel like Satan’s spawn
Never again will I see the light 
Never again will I pick a fight
I was wrong
Now I don’t belong 	
I am dead to this world
The people here ignore me
I feel like im being swirled
Around in a black sea
All I know is torment
And the never ending pain
But not to the greatest extent
I wish I could feel the rain 
Upon my face 
I wish I could run 
From this desolate place
Back to where everything begun
So that I might change it all
And stop my continuing fall                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
good poem man, remember the same train that took you out can bring you back. take care, peace.