Explosion-2 Poem by Scarlet .....
Explosion-2
if I survive will I still be me
or will I be that empty body
the empty body I so fear of becoming
no one will be here to pull me rubble
the rubble that will be made from the explosion
will I just drift threw the rubble
just like I’ve drifted threw life?
and finally become that empty body
the one that is only numb
no other feeling
no chance of regaining feelings
once I become this empty body
I will have lost me
lost my soul
lost my chance
lost the little I had left
Once you clear out all the negative stuff, you have room to replace it with all the good stuff that truly belongs there! Then, it's no longer empty... Hugs, Dee
it's an amazing thing once you lose yourself. I think you find out that people are more like the mythical creature the Phoenix then we give ourselves credit for. There is beauty, even in depression... I enjoyed this piece, quite a lot actually. Always, Amberlee
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 3:26:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I agree with Dee goog job