Stay away...
Please, don't come on any closer
Any further is the edge
I'm on the ground
Gasping for air that's not there
The glass is shattered
Pieces left on the ground
I grab the jagged edge
Sharp threw my flesh
Veins pump volume till there is no end
To this beginning that I've created
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A begining for which we may only creat once. I could feel the panic in this poem. I enjoyed it so.