Swinging
Flinging
My heart against the wall
Wishing
Waiting
I might rise from this fall
One week ago I was a comet
Flying high above the atmosphere
Today I sleep at every hour
Never minding what I see or hear
My brain has a kink, you see
Sometimes my days are blinding
Other times my nights are cold
I become a crone, shaky and old
When the sun is shining white
And I grow into a goddess
My mind is filled with light
I am strong and fearless
But when the canvas is switched out
The fire is extinguished
Washed with shades of gray
And dragging linguistics
However, there are moments
Brief periods of relief
I'm in a better space
No more disbelief
Over and under
Soaring then plunder
Valleys and hills
It's up to my will
To catch the falling star
To help the little girl lost
Hope is near and far
Sometimes out of touch
Now on this seesaw from hell
This chemical carousal
This ugly roller-coaster
Jump from pill to pill
I might shake and cry and long to die
But today I am fine
Today I am fine
quite fascinating to read and wrought ingenious through metaphors,10+, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
TOTALLY AGREE WITH DR. KAR! ! !