I can now feel the pain
And still start to loose my brain
I'll make codes for what I want to say
And finally end the mental games
I'm in the wrong lane
Can't keep suffering in the rain
Getting so erged I'm poping veins
Cover'd with emotional stains
Becoming so weak I'm walking with a cane
Feel like my minds been beaten with an iron chain
I'm struggling just to stay sane
My mind and thoughts are anything but plain....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Do you have a program that feeds you those wonderful rhyming words? And could we have a refrain (don't pronounce it the French way) , perhaps down MemoryLane? ? H