The pools sit inside my lids
Afraid to fall
Even more afraid to feel.
I swallow hard, breath deep.
Please be still.
The slighest movement will open the floods.
Embrace yourself.
No one but the star maker knows your pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very Good poem. I even like the format. Read mine - Frost Flowers - Adeline