We argue at the weirdest time of day
I wish for you to leave me, but in dismay
You have your own way of thinking
You will let me drown, while sinking
You are bad for me and my mind
You won't help to see the peace I need to find
You are weak and negative
You are scared and unproductive
I will fight you everyday until I win
I will cut you into pieces to fit into the bad bin
leave my head for peace to find
I will defeat you, you are just the dark side of my mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, like it. A great write. May invite you to read my new poem called, The Corrupt.