Driving in madness and the saddest blury, cheating with a devils grin and gods pity, red is always seen to violence and death, blue is the oppisite, which is bliss and kindness, the angels only listen never do, only as if a mysterious as new, which path to take, good or bad, i chose the middle for it could be put in both ways, hating is never going to end, but just ignore the critics for if you do, you unlock your true self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Fighting with a lot of emotions, life is a struggle. pulling from both ways, because you are in the middle. Good poem.