Reluctantly looking in the past, wanting to remember every-
thing, yet not wanting to let go of any of it, especially
loved ones who have now departed.
Staying on earth, feeling lonely, holding empty wishes that
get blown away with tomorrow's time, freshly dug graves
always seeming to come into existence when least expected,
bringing many tears to swallow my heart with their sadness,
grief, and abandonment.
Soul-filled loneliness now taking over my mind throughout
the rest of this life without me living within it's vital
exuberance once upon a time.
Now always ready to take a stand, yet this heart hangs
it's head, walking into the darkness that is now a part of
who I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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