Faces around me blur
Voices surround me with slurring words
My grip is slipping, but which
My life or my sanity
I fade into a world of blackness
The blood I’ve bled and the shadows where I hid
Emotions are lurking
Searching for vulnerability
With this cigarette lit
I pretend it’s not happening
Through the smoke I see so clear
Though it’s all gray
Now what are you gona say
Probably the same as every other day
I am just the f*** up
I am just the cold b***
With memory cutting my closed heart
The faces clear
The slurring stops
Yet I am still here
In the dark cell of my lies
Blood and shadows still haunting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem