Thoughts of what went before
Clustered inside my brain like swarming bees.
When can this gray matter
Be finally disenslaved from these?
Colonizing anxieties and childish terrors,
They breed armies to disable my core.
I am in desolation can't you see?
I need a Savior...
Written: September 5,2010
*The cry of a friend of mine who suffered from depression.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem