can not sleep, can not hide
whats wrong with me inside
they come to me in my dreams
this is so real it seems
i take a drive
why am i still alive
what do they want from me
why cant they let me be
am i crazy, am i insane
am i the 1 to blame
why must they torment my mind
it is not my time
i see them on the wall
come join us, they do call
i know they are not real
but their icy touch i do feel
for some of them i have shed tears
others i admit, i have my fears
i am afraid
they will win 1 day
they are inside my head
but they are dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nightmares are just shadows of complexities, do happy things during the day and drive off those insecurities! I can relate to this poem, but I have overcome it as you will soon! Thanks for sharing. High marks.