Living in a painful environment, being filled with
it, tears falling into cupped hands.
Tired of all the hurt, caused by this body slowly
tearing down as I age into a sunless horizon in
life.
Beset with woes of medical issues, never wanting
to succumb to them, pushing on through it all, not
letting it get me down as I continue to live and
do whatever I love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem