Peering eyes look into my soul
digging into my mind like an unearthing mole
They see my pasts and futures to be
then I realize what there truly is to see
The world around is malicious and cruel
thinking otherwise is being a fool
knowing this I can be glad
instead of depressed or morbidly sad
While I watch the world come to a hault
I realize it is all my fault
Because I ripped this universal seam
In my own malevolent dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem