They said it started with a sickness
An imbalance of hormones that led to the inevitable mental unhinging
The series of events that should have been noticed but failed to be
One way or another the result is this
Another lost soul scattering his thoughts to the wind
Raining down in a million bloody tears
Showering the earth in his pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem