Looking inside my mind, watching life turn away from me, as I delve into a misty concentration.
Thinking of nothing and everything at once, compiling poems as I try to adjust once again to the loneliness of abandonment.
Turning away from others - closing my heart - no longer allowing anyone to come close - no longer trusting anyone with my friendship.
Inside, becoming a solo journey onto myself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem