Tonight as I lay
I try to find reasons
To keep me asleep
But there is none
Insomnia befriends me
than ever,
Than tiredness can ever do
And the sleep pills careless
At least just for a single microsecond
I wish to be out of myself,
My being and my world
But fear hunts me back
In my bed I sweat
Like a fatty roasted meat
I can feel my eyes
And my head aches
I can feel my being trembles
By the fear that grabbes my belly
I can confined in a person
But who shall it be?
Right welcome shall Man be
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