Poezja

I can feel the darkness creeping up 
keeping it's grip tell the end 
leaving me with a dreadful feeling
leaving my heart pounding in my chest
my veins poll sing in my skin 
my spin shivers and shakes 
with every growing moment 
O my God will it ever stop will I ever 
get to the light I so disparately need 
am I there yet O my God I need some relief
I need the light so disparately 
I tired so heard to reach out and touch it 
but all that is there is the darkness that I despise so deeply 
that I run from and try to hide from will I ever see the light in witch I was born 
O my God please help me