To wrap my head around my idea of this
Your recipe for disaster
I need to take myself out
Not be afraid to miss
You show me a world that is more chaotic
More colorful
Yet moves even faster
My heart rate speeds up
Yet my breathing slows
Its your new reality of life
Your world of love and violence
I must succum to the power of fear
Of my inner strife
To degrade myslelf
Yet maintain myself
And redeem myself in peace
I now move through self-denying compliance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem