Thinking, delving deeper into a pool of tears that
won't be ignored right now.
Tipping the scales in directions of an interior
sadness as it looks about.
Afraid to express itself, nothing can be done to
ease the pain being brought about in life.
Offering nothing to create an imaginational reality
anywhere except through this creative process.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem