Prey
 Torn flesh
 Ripped bones
 Blood pours out of my veins
 And yet I remain the same
 A life without shame
 A spirit never to be tamed
 Is it really all a game
 Life is just a illusion
 Pain never excluded
 Love always included
 Sorrow only a moment
 In time
 Never really going 
Away
 Its here to stay
 No matter what I say
 It lives to see another day
 Have I become the prey?                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem