Do you care?
Or are you unaware
Constant turmoil within
To be at ease again
So impossible it seems
Just a vision in my dreams
Constant anxiety
Eating away at me
Growing colder by the year
Are you satisfied my dear?
Disdain festering within
Patience growing so thin
Constantly longing to be
Free from this insanity
One day, me you will face
When I escape this wretched place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem