Every now and then I seem to hear
The little voice driving away that little fear
The wonderful words that always bring hope near
Every now and then I seem to hear
That motivating noise with a great cheer
Over and over I hear voices in my head
Denying me that moment of silence I need
And ridiculously driving me crazy so I pray,
Pray for the conversations in my head
To proceed at all no more
So a final word to my dear I say
Subsequent to the conversations that played
'Our date is far from over my dear,
Only the noise form within today
Seems to have all the attention spared for you'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem