I never saw it coming,
It hit without warning.
Why I didn't run...
I'll never know.
At first it felt warm and inviting,
But, now I only fear it.
I feel it dragging me under,
Like a warm ocean wave.
Then, wonderful and completing,
Now, dread filled and deadly.
Who cares where my body will land,
For my soul will never be free...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem