Woke up with a scar on my heart
Again
It's been periodic
Something physical connected to the spiritual is happening
Feels like someone is playing hide and seek with my life
I know your reply and thought at this time
Psychosis
Let me educate you about myself
Haven't lost contact of reality yet
I'm still hanging in
By a whisker
I'm airing this calling out for help
Not on my mental capabilities
But on this issue about the physical scar on my heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem