My mind, it feels electric
Slightly buzzing, slightly hectic.
Pushin me closer to the brink,
The water pulses toward the void.
Forgetting all I should probably think,
Like a floating battleship bathtub toy,
Into the vortex is where I sink.
Empty nothing but simple bliss.
Forever more I cling to this.
And though my thoughts feel hard to find,
It's this feeling alone that stops my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem