i am afraid of the dark.
afraid of what is not known
in the air i cannot see through.
what is hiding there?
hurt? ridicule? rejection?
monsters created by my own mind.
a black wall stares me down.
i reach my hand to move through it
afraid. afraid that it will reach back and pull me in.
one step in, i still cant see.
but the only thing i have is trust
that nothing can hurt me.
i find myself shuffling through the dark
ashamed to utter a word,
when that word would be the light to illuminate the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem