My mind is taking over, my mind
is trading sides. The drugs are
taking over this shyt just aint right.
Everything is messed up all i see
is night, trying to get some sleep
and its putting up a fight. Staring
at the sealing slowly to the floor
the pain is killing me i cant handle
it no more. Blood rushing to my
brain tears from my eyes, razor
blade in one hand trying to pass
the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem