I feel the world
is rolling over me
and the undertow
of people's unfulfilled
expectations threatens
to pull me out to the sea
full of life, without a breath
4. The undertow metaphor could work if it was approached through concrete details but this is just surface-level skimming. (Pun intended.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It reminds me of a reoccurring gream I used to have, so obviously I can relate to it. Good one!