Another meaningless day
Another day without really doing anything
Another day seeking to do something and being unable to
Another day feeling lost
Another day wondering how I can begin again
Another day in which there is too much time
Another day in which I have nothing to give anyone
Another day in which I am irrelevant
Another day in which I am outmoded
Another day in which the world has passed me by
Another day in which no one calls for anything meaningful
Another day in which I feel useless
Another day in which I wonder why God ever put me in the world
Another day in which I wonder how I will get out of it
Another day in which I feel so old
Another day in which never stopping negative thoughts jab at me-
Another day in which I tell myself that by writing my feeling down
I will change everything-
Another meaningless day partly cancelled by a small poem,
Wondering what all the others do who do not write,
And have this particular partial way out
Another day writing a little ‘something'
rather than the ‘nothing' that is worse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem