I am so tired
I sense I am near the edge;
The brink;
The very threshold
Of sanity. Humanity
Is turning red-eyed;
Evil;
Seething
And biting. Fighting
The wars I should be winning,
I'm only beginning to see
I am unwell;
Unfit
And my strength goes to s***.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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