I’m supposed to be the strong one
I’m supposed to be evidence
That there is always an alternative
That what you do
Is always your choice
I refuse
to be the false hope
of those who put their faith in me
I confirm
How the risks you take
might break you
How the cliff you jump off
Could be the last thing
You ever lay your eyes on
Also
Could it be
The beginning of the rest of your life
Without your falls
You’d never get the chance to get back up
And acquire the message
That was so obviously
Meant to be given to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem