Taking chances, running wild, escaping the boredom of
daily living and taking things that make me feel alive.
Those where I choose to challenge death and stand up
against him in a rush of excitement, taking me to
edges and back, time and again.
Energy surging, adrenaline pouring into my being,
helping me to feel something once again.
Seemingly moving into motions of tomorrow, allowing
myself to be carried into lava flows of volcanoes.
Never fear being burned, just surging forth with an
irresistible force of nature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem