Rolling words spill out of my mouth.
I'll point my arrow to shoot straight south.
The heart's pumping my blood into my tiny veins,
filling up the void so as I don't become insane.
I dare speak my words caught in my mind.
I can't because I will have fallen behind.
Hum a tune of pure delight, ignite the flames into the night.
The signs surround me but I fear I'm blind.
All I want is someone so kind.
Truth be told, I don't know how I feel.
I'll have to flow with the wind and not let my mind conceal..
What's real and what's false.
I can feel my pulse, I'm alive and well.
My monsters at bay, I've already been through hell.
No more please, I whisper at night.
I've been good and true,
I require something more than a lovers delight.
I don't want to play pretend, I'm on the mend.
I'm not quite there to be fully the one,
but I'm on the way.
I pray I don't come undone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem