I felt choked and I was suffocating
Everything just felt heavy
My lungs just lost all the oxygen I had stored in them
Who would I trust if not myself
I was betraying myself without my consent
My struggle was not emotional nor physical but spiritual
A world I knew was falling apart right inside me
And I was numb to it all but still partaking in it
No one heard my voice not even me
They were also blind to my despair
My bitter tears I tested alone
Feelings I felt troubled me in my solitude state
Then it happened
I remembered that I will die when I die
So before then I will not let fear deliver me to my death
Nor will I worry about what worries me
I will no longer try to be strong but I will just be alive
Thinking about life and living it is like life and death
Appreciating what I have and being thankful will be my way
Thinking that life take care of itself was my downfall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem