Narcolepsy, eyelids closing
in fatigue, head hanging heavily,
pushing my emotions back into
the deepest recesses of my mind
uses up all my power
Frustrated inability to change the
situation, not allowed freedom at
home because my gregarious nature
has been outlawed, wearing a social
mask at work, complete withdrawal
The continuous strain is taking a heavy toll
I want to fall asleep for a long, long time…
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I would like to translate this poem
well Margarete your not allowed to yet.. so keep on keeping on.. Dutch the stiff upper lip crap... just dont lie in that field of dreams for too long... or the song that you hear will belong...iip