This is the poem I cannot write
there are no words to describe this feeling
my eyes tell a story of things felt inside
My stomach feels turned inside out
Life is just a blur
And will be over soon enough
but you
there are no words for what might be or could be
or could still be
Perhaps all is impossible
Perhaps everything is
but there was something here
I can feel it
hurting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem