These voices in my head,
Control my frenzied mind.
Illegal drugs I beg of the`….
I am running out of time.
Colours of insanity,
Shades of black and grey.
I summon for a hurricane.
To clear these thoughts away.
A pill for the suppressing pain,
A needle for my tears.
A smart idea I thought I had,
They’re enhancing all my fears.
Inconclusive from,
what is right & wrong.
A life in hell,
A Holiday.
A twisted game,
they wish to play.
Suicide?
Well, I just may….
I need to find the golden key.
Silence is what I want to see,
My mind is stuck,
My body will flee
These insanity pills….
Are killing me.
(Recommended for none)
~Empath~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, powerful write, hard to read, a lot of truth there.