Sometimes I'm so unreal and weird
So doomed, ugly and smeared
It must be in plain sight to see
this is the invisible me
Hearing my own voice
my words as a surreal noise
With a skin misty as a separate layer
A heartbeat with an unknown prayer
My feet untouched with the ground
Buzzing ears missing every sound
Veiled eyes that can not clearly read
what others need to plead
In these moments I am so gone
I'll try to get it undone
I am so sorry when I am like this
because it is me you'll miss
April 02 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem