Writing these words,
Ever so quietly,
While a war goes on
In my head.
Conflicting forces oppose each other
About decisions I must make,
Things I must say.
I hear a crash,
A shout, a mutter.
I step outside and Behold!
Reality mirrors my internal battle.
A riot, a riot is sprouting.
If reality isn’t so very different
Than what’s in my head,
Maybe I’m normal after all.
Paige, I knew the moment i clicked on your name I was gonna be amazed. And guess what? ! I WAS! This is so you...and so awesome. You inspire me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not quite as outstanding as your other works, it has its merits nonetheless.