I don't want to be so crazy
Can't stand to feel this murky blue wave slide over my mind
pulling me down into the dark and haunted places
The fear that binds me
angry anxious tears that choke me
just another way to undermine and falsify my true beliefs
another slippery stepping stone
slows me from reaching the light on the other side
self doubt burns me raw
exposes my weakness
making me vulnerable, naked, untrusting
Deep within lays the answer to a prayer
gentle rain for an arid heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the journey never fails to provide the true self with the place to experience delight and in the end what seems to have been to terrible surges the heart to heights of pure being a lovely poem