Love and depression combine and synchronise in the soul
Eventually enveloping the mind and heart and splitting them whole
Today I feel alive, the next I feel the slide
and I'm falling yes I’m falling
until I bust and be crawling tonight, waiting
for the switch to flip back, then a release will come thru
a sudden change of tact
So I sit home alone cause theres nothing left that I can do or be,
Theres only pictures hung in the shadows left there to look back at me
In deep darkness I feel the grip of me the man,
Hold on son it speaks, hold on strong,
The times are changing the view so
Hold on son, hold on strong
dreams come true and soon;
yours will come to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
waw i like this poem truely very beautiful