Bouncing color contrasts flutter in my head
eating sorrow
demolishing harsh memories
leaving me in the moment
Balancing on the fence of life
cutting inbetween anarchy and peace
its all up to me
are these eye drugs only in my head
these healers have little worth
but insane meaning
don't let the lights fade
they're all i have to hold onto
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem