lost in the dark
waitng for life to start
listing to the sounds of art
i don't know if I am a boy or a girl
i don't even know where I am in this world
I have been lost for three months and a day
i try to listen to a deep voice say
move woman get out of my way
I twist and turn until my stomach burns
then my surroundings gets cold
as i have my last thought at negative three months old
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You captured to instensity of the feeling. Love your poems. Keep writing and please let me know when you post more. Thank you