the hollowness i feel
isn't quite hollow
sometimes it fills
with loss, grief, and sorrow.
i quench my tears
but i don't know why;
i'm too fragile inside
yet i must stay alive;
to tread on the footprints
i've left behind;
to walk into the past
with something to find;
to gain some control
of whom i've become;
to get out of myself
and not be so glum;
to expunge all the fears
and the scabs still unhealed;
to discover my power
and with it to wield
over myself, and myself alone,
and all my sins forever atone.
(Itajaí,21 April,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i likr this its a bit of reflectiveness and realisation good write