Look into my eyes,
can you see the hate and despise?
Sick of all the screams and cries.
This dark place in my head,
these sleepness nights I dread.
My imagination tormented,
my mind tired and frustrated.
I just want to be alone,
away from everything and everyone.
All these problems, I cannot deal,
in my mind, this pain I feel.
I cannot escape these restraints,
the world in dire straits.
Life has become a nightmare,
like a sick game of truth and dare.
I see what this world has become,
a game, we will never overcome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem