Like a video tape on rewind
It's what I see in my mind
A cure I hope they find
Distorted sounds,
And ghostly hounds
My head its playground
Slowed down speeds
In my mind is where it feeds
I can't care for my needs
My body freezes
Psychosis seizes
That's disorders and diseases ………
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem