One day, reality hits you hard in the face.
Life is not going the way you intended,
Things you did in the past affect you now.
Believing you were invincible means nothing now that you're weak.
You can no longer escape the pain; you can't keep running from the damage you caused to yourself any further.
Your body is giving up and falling apart slowly and yet…
You go on.
By: Daniel Gonçalves
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem