from people's life i disappear
Like a bubble; so fast and clear
without them knowing
they we're so near
to become my soul, my spirit and my pearl
And since they have been a long time gone
i got used to the empty space in me
they built me up then broke me down
i couldn't do anything but to wait and see
i'm afraid to be lost from their memories
i'm afraid of my fear
but how can i make them remember
the one thing that was never here?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
quite an enigma.... nice lines :)