Left
without leaving
Died
without dying
Lived
without living.
*
mask shattered
strings snapped
Hollow eyes don't see themselves in the mirror
Empty souls have no reflection.
*
whoam i? whoam i?
[[wherehaveyougonelittleone?
lostamidstthepuddlesanddaisies.]]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i admire the phrasing of the words. i can feel the internal loss and the imploding pain, the feeling of being caved in (wherehaveyougonelittleone? /lostamidstthepuddlesanddaisies) . then the question 'whoam i? ' a tug-of-war with one's self. dramatic, indeed. good work, rainy days. hope everything is sunny with you. sincerely, merc