Tiny specs of time
Float in and out of my mind
Little flashes of memory
Invade the night's peace
The buzzes of music
Pester me day and night
Relentless pounding
The voices tell me to sleep
But the music pumps me awake
The two sides of my mind
That fight for complete control
Are thrown into my inner chaos
Since I struggle to contain myself
Words attempt to rip out of
My closed mouth
I can't let them pass
Cause if I do
All hell will break loose
Both sides agree
That something needs to be done
But my last slice of will power
Holds them back
I can't lose control.
just let those words come lose i love you so much you can shower me with your words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
linzay sounds like a stalker ll ll ll ll \ / <-- thats supposed to be an arrow! \ / .