falling back to 2 am
when the walls come down
thoughts start to spill
black is white
white is black
nothing makes sense
yet everything is understood
perfect chaos
makes it all come clear.
the dawn of a new day
making thoughts of yesterday fade
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Longing for a new day, fresh and free. Taking a day at a time without thinking about the past baggage can be less strainful. There's a determined mind here, who can face all odds and come out victorious......Best wishes