Unclarity of the mind.
Altered state of reality.
Thoughts pass like seconds.
Voices lots of voices.
Distorted imagery and audio.
Cries for help
Cries of pain.
I dont know how to deal with this.
Pressure bearing down on top of me.
Farther and deeper into the voices I go.
What is wrong with me.
All movement has ceased to exist.
I am as stone.
Disembodied voices cast thier glances.
Frozen i stare above me at the reflection from the world above.
drowning in a sea of voices, so much pain so much loss.
I understand now
Its all clear
This is my life.
The choice has been made
I no longer belong to physical exsistence.
I am dead
I am spirit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem