Listening to inner voices of emotion, turning over years of images so I may remember the pain that others have caused in my life.
Most of it was needlessly heaped upon me by thoughtless, uncaring people - some strangers.
Even family members, at times, carelessly hurting without thinking.
Life is painful enough without others adding their own insecurities and issues - folding them in curt little words and sentences at me and other people.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem