As the sun sets down, and, 
The light fades off, a fear sets in, 
A fear unknown, 
A fear uncalled; 
For, 
Something's there, 
Which my mind tries to find, 
A pain maybe; or a deep old scar? 
I fumble hard, to find, 
An answer to my thoughts.
What is that I search for? 
Why is that I'm scared? 
A tear, 
Trickles down, 
In the midst of my thoughts; a stark reminder, 
Of a past full of falls.
The sky gets darker, the heavens, 
Light up; but I ain't in heaven! 
I haven't got a hope.
The day's come to an end, but, 
The night, 
Has just begun.
A cruel, hard night, as I see it, 
For now, I scramble hard, 
To hold, the failing will.
As the night draws in, I, 
Summon all my strengths, for, 
I need to fight, 
The deamons of my soul.
Easy, 
It is not, as my life is at stake, 
But I wont give in, I aint, 
The one, who would lose.
Darkness spreads out fast, killing, 
Any light, and, the battle begins, 
Of my 'OWN' with my 'SELF'.
For now I am, a warrior of the night, 
Fighting my own thoughts, burning the fears.
Battle wages on, wounds dig in deep, but, 
I know, for sure that, 
The night's gonna end; 
Till then, it is, a dream, 
To find some light; and, 
Till then, I am, 
A self lost in night....                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
very well thought and worded......butiful write indeed