Water surrounds me,
Icy cold and empty.
A world of endless death.
There is nothing on the outside;
There is only here, and now,
Only me, alone in the dark.
I feel there are no others,
Who else would be
In my personal heaven and hell?
I am not even sure
If this is heaven, or if it's hell.
It is merely mine.
My torture,
And mine alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is not a poem on zero 😬