Suddenly I realised
That I’m going to be mad
And this poetry site
Is just a kind of drug
I see more then really is
And I just make a fool
From my self
I don’t know what to do now
Who am I?
Who are you?
What I’m doing here with you?
I think I need the rest
To consider if I have a chance
To survive this time
Calling to your heart
Again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Glad you're here anna, your words are nice! Keep 'em coming!