The past is a demon
that follows you around and haunts you
reminding you of all the wrong
endured and inflicted
Attached on like a tale
you can't see it,
but you know it is on your back
you can shake it
but you can not shake it off
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi, Milica - It's well done, We can not escape from the past. But it is possible to forget unpleasant life nightmares - by help of the god and a pray..10... Best wishes, Tsira