Life giving off an energy, explicitly interior, forming particles of
reality, blending them with ideas and finally being contained in imagination's depths.
Solemn thoughts, fulfilling loneliness through a deepened sadness, so quiet, still, that I can't eliminate the misery caused by it's presence.
Totally stricken, cut to the core of my being, sent there by an abusive person in life.
Totally uncontained in serene peace, walking out and away from life as I used to know it.
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