I feel like I'm slipping,
Like I can't break loose,
I'm bound at the wrists,
I can't strike back,
My ankles chained,
So I can't break free,
And I'm slipping,
And I'm falling,
And I'm losing part of me,
I've tried so hard to carry on,
Push against the downwards flow,
But I'm slipping,
And I'm falling,
And there's no place else to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wish I could catch you! ! ! ! ! ! Later....Joshua