Drown me in the calmness that exists amongst my misery
Make me a companion of the darkness that lives deep in me
Help me get to know him through the depths of my despair
Let him loose outside of me
But I would never dare
Cause he is what's familiar, not the calmness that I seek
He controls the voice in me and chooses what I speak
He decides just how much of the the moment I enjoy
I've become a puppet, just an object or a toy.
For I am not the leader of the life I thought I lead.
They tell you that you can be but any hope of that is dead.
I am simply, but an engine, without me you cannot drive,
but you can control the way I turn,
Or just how much I feel alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem