Emotions can be overwhelming,
Mixing and turning into confusion.
Anger burning brightly,
Sadness overpowering.
It seems that sometimes these emotions are more confusing
And the more they are, the more its hard to understand.
That's so much better than being empty.
Like a shell that has nothing on the inside,
Where no emotions stir.
Their eyes blank, their voice monotone,
Everything just seems to be gone.
Or maybe the emptyness has taken over
And there's nothing really left.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem