Waterfall thoughts, rapid.
Vacant emotions, vapid.
Ceaselessy pounding.
Ever surrounding.
Emotions are seething,
Around my brain breathing.
Uncontrollable urge
Is starting to surge.
No escape, nowhere to hide.
Not they to me, lied?
Unreal yet do feel
The swirling spinning a-wheel.
Where will it end, stop!
The images lop and pop.
Do I want, nay, need them to halt?
These feelings I feel not are my fault.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem