Standing right in front of me
One thousand miles
A salty sea
I try to grasp the thaught of me
I try to grasp the things i see
Amazing shine
A blooming light
I have to stay strong
And hold up this fight
But not to show who is strong
Not to look at what i did wrong
To move on
Into iternity
A salty sea
One thousand miles in front of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow that's really good I like the use of words. Nice Job