Lose yourself in a perfect bliss where everything seems to go a miss,
and you couldn’t care less because you don’t know consequence,
ive never been there but some say its hell,
any rate its better than this world,
Everyone else’s voice,
drugs,
sex and alcohol what is there to keep me in this world,
Love would be the closest bet but who can say they’ve known it yet,
I just sit here in my useless pool and soldier on,
a melancholy life of commitment and expectation when all I want is you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem