I want to
be in communication
with a passionate
man
I'm looking for
redemption
The best disease
for myself is
solitude
I want to
save a lot
of money
I can not
be positive
Maybe it's dangerous
totally upset my
world
Sometimes love is
a conspiracy
To me it
appears magic and
linear
Many people attack
my living spaces
unjustly
Sometimes I can't
fight my mental
fight
It sounds epochal
and catastrophic for
humanity
Love and knowledge
of new people
Love could be
a wonderful disease
My horizon is
covered by deep
darkness
There are no
resources for this
disease
It is a
sort of beautiful
condemnation
With it I
lose the imagination
and the power
of dreaming
I'm out of
control with my
obsessions
There is no
hope for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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