Don't leave me here with myself
I'll tear myself to bits
Don't let the noises cease to be
I'm at the end of my wit
I'm steadily going crazy
Lost deep within my mind
Buried under questions
With no answers left to find
Souls are lost inside my head
They keep me up all night
They tell me that I'm sick,
But is what they say right?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem