The fragments of me are falling apart
I find I'm no longer whole
And suddenly it seems I'm struggling
I'm starting to lose control
Oh crisis! Where did you come from?
Please be gentle with me
When waging wars on my soul
Be a just adversary
Allow me time to mourn
The pieces you have slain
And time to stengthen and renew
The pieces which remain
I'll rage against
The bleak and murky nights
And sheild my mind as best I can
From the doubts which you ignite
But allow me time
To re-arrange the shards
Of my shattered self
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this and wish I had wrote it...it sounds so like me... :)