As i lay here thinking,
unable to sleep,
unable to speak.
The tears flood my face, i'm sinking.
drifting away unto thoughts unreal,
is that joy or sorrow?
I'm unable to feel
this depression has consumed me
theres nothing i can do but lay here thinking
'I wish it'd set me free'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem