The thought of the truth and how much it can hurt, the thought of knowing the all facts and how it can make you go berserk. The thought of time erasing life away, the thought of people not learning from there mistakes. The thought of humans continuing to destroy the earth, the thought of all of us not cherishing it's worth. The thought of death and how it can affect your soul, The thought of having a part to play in life but not knowing your role. The thought of knowing your life's just a joke, the thought of ending it with a simple rope. The thought of needing help during a recession, the thought of just sitting there with a ghostly expression. The thought of having allies, the thought of them being fake, the thought of having heart warming memories, the thought of them all being erased. The thought of life as being just a nightmare, the thought of not being woken up yet, The thought of going rite back to sleep and rethinking this all over again.
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I would like to translate this poem
make me want to give up thinking....lol......thanks for the reminder...John