I cannot remember what happened that fateful night, it all seems like a blur to me.
What had I done, what had I done, I wish I could remember, have my demons finally taken control of me?
I am lost in the abyss of my own mind, unable to find an answer to my question held here against my will; in this building, the air is dense with insanity.
I do not wish to take my last breath here, I must escape I must escape. A mind of a mad man is not mine, not mine at all.
If I choose to take those sedatives my life becomes so repetitive and this not a life for me, not a life for me at all, I will escape this prison, there are no bars that can hold me for long but I must act quickly as my mind may soon be too far gone, too far gone.
From this world my sanity slips, I did not act fast enough and now my world begins to fade but this is the price I pay, I pay for choices I have made but before I go I ask one final question; can you tell me who I am…?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem