This busy minds taking me where I don't want to go,
Leading to the dark where im scared and alone.
People who are friends, wear masks of foes.
As the evening moves on I wish it would draw to a close
As sleep evades me, my visions deceive me
Fires and funerals riding on a carousel,
In a fatal fairground in my head.
Conversations both real and what should have been
Keep me awake all I crave is peace.
Blurry eyed and unrefreshed
Getting ready for the day ahead,
Full of high hope and plans that bring a much needed smile.
Though time is valuable it rolls along like a river,
Flowing by without a care for what it gathers up along the way
Peace of mind is what I crave.
Just some peace in my head for me.
They say misery loves company,
That's true but when company comes misery goes
For a while
When alone the darkness descends,
Hopelessness echoes all around,
Paranoia's hold gets tighter
I have everything...
But my body is a prisoner.
Pulled down the helter skelter and thrust into the
Everlasting shadows of the darkest corners of my mind
Keeping me glued in place and im trapped.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very telling and compelling. I too have these times, deep fear, insanity's edge. Terrible place to be but a wonderful piece of art comes from it. Just great. Thank you for writing this.