Silence filling me as I watch interiorly on a screen.
Tears falling gently into a pool of atypical moderation,
sinking hurriedly into deep sections of personality,
closing off everyone else.
Choosing not to participate in moments of life, just
acquiesce and watch them momentarily as I drift slowly
towards another horizon where I will stay and never
return.
(9/5/11)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem