It's all pouring down on me
Scalding my every being
And no one can see it
It seeps into every crack
And if there's none,
It makes one.
It makes me wonder my purpose,
Or yours.
You steal my peace of mind,
And makes me wonder if me being here is right.
You force me away into exile,
And now I'm considering staying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem