Life's meaning is a distorted mirror image with no depth or
understanding beckoning us.
It is a waylaid occupation, giving no security or comfort in
daily living.
Suffocated by life's intensity we have no meaning - no truth,
only an insatiable desire to be rid of it's unfathomable
depths around every corner.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem