The words are said,
the foundation laid.
Tho I cannot understand,
why I feel this way.
Misleading the masses,
true feelings submerges.
I sift thru the ashes,
of pages never burned.
The fire holds the truth,
evaporating into nothingness.
Burning away.
Like a fog fading mist.
Falling away,
I hold on so tightly.
I must somehow give way,
to lights shining so brightly.
Only I cannot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem