I do not know where I am
With all these losses
And with the twin threats
Of being too old too long
And having to die
I am sort of lonely
And sort of scared
And sort of filled with grief
And with not knowing what to do
I will come back to myself
At least for a while
But it does not look good
For whatever long- term I have
And I do not know how
To make it alright
For those close to me
Either.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem