Sanity slowly unravelling in your head
And you can feel yourself falling over the edge
Losing control of your higher reasoning
Feeling the hate in you always deepening
Paranoid about all the things that are said
Living off all the lies you've been fed
A sudden fear that you can't shake off
Personal demons you can't stop thinking of
And you start to think more and more
It would be easier to just end it all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can relate to it. well written.