My thoughts rage with an irritability....
Whether the intention is bad or good, I conceive to myself that no one or anything shall get in my way....
When something enlightens my concerns It's as if time it's self is running out....
Patience does not exist in my mentality....
In the state of mind, my wants somehow turn into needs....
And Irritation Turns into anger....
My comflicts are faced internally...
Seeing now it is a new day, i relax the tensions of my body and mind....
And try to maintain what i cannot contain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
calm down my friend... may the days of your life be not with rage but with everlasting tranquility... may peace flow through your veins...!