Like a candle trying to stand up against the wind,
I try not to be put out,
I can't,
But I don't know what to do so as that wont happen!
I am stuck in a rut,
I am in deep mud, that sucks me in the more I struggle against it,
I just don't know what to do...
My mind is in a stand still,
For that is all it can do so as not to go crazy....
An epiphany,
Has emerged from the darkness within my scrabbled mind just now...
And I take a deep breath of relief,
I feel as if I WILL be okay,
No, I know I'll be okay now.
I am okay now...
I am now a candle that can stand up to that wind,
I am no longer that weak flame,
I am now an anew and renewed flame,
Blazing away, bright and strong once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem