I close my eyes to escape all the problems I face
I try to get away and go to a better place
But after every corner I’m hittin a crossroad
Of whether to move on or just dropp my load
Its hard to think with all these voices screaming in my head
Telling me to do this, do that, man its pushing me off the ledge
I need a place to go to get away from these voices
So I can think for myself and make my own choices
But instead I’m falling in my mind to a place I’d never go
Somewhere I never wanna see a place I never wanna show
Because this place is hell it brings me nothing but pain
And I try to leave and get away but it has me restrained
Now the question is this, am I meant to leave this hell?
Or am I suffering for a reason? Only time will tell…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a turmoil that every wants to end a nice way of expressing it