It has lifted, this dark and black mood
But I fear that it isn't gone for good
It's still there at the edges right there somewhere
It makes me want to pull out my hair
I'm torn 2 ways, ever up and back down
Don't know where I'm going but I haven't a frown
Not a smile is there ever to be found
It's lost in the snow covered ground
But no frown is there upon my face
Not a one, not the slightest trace
I know that I'm moving out there somewhere
But the direction I'm going is up in the air
My mood is uncertain, it's changing somehow
If it doesn't get better then I will have a cow
My nerves they are frayed, all over I shake
I feel that I'm standing in an earthquake
My head is clogged with thoughts of all kind
I don't know whose they are but they aren't mine
I can't sleep a wink, not one little bit
The thoughts are running, it just doesn't fit
The world is spinning, it simply won't stop
I want off of this wildly whirling top
Like the world I spin around and around
The way to stop me hasn't been found
I know this spinning will stop someday
If only it happens before death comes my way
It exhausts me and makes me ever so tired
On the bottom I bounce, in the mud I am mired
I know that someday better it will be
This depressive person cannot be me
I am trying to be a happier soul
I don't know which way the dice will roll
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem