Sooner or later
I explode in
a thousand pieces
I feel explosive
when buying books
I will explode
if I'm not
free from these
invisible and heavy
boulders
I could explode
for tension
I will always
explode in solitude
to avoid bad
accidents
It's inevitable for
me to explode
in thousand pieces
if I don't
calm my soul
I don't have
to prove that
my explosion is
real
It is depressing
and tedious to
hold back this
explosion
Sometimes I'm not
very happy with
the explosion
I have to
vent somehow
My statement is
not very complete
and organized
It is extremely
positive to have
and to make
a full and
confident confession
It is confirmed
that near the
people I break
my nerves
I don't know
how long I
can with stand
this invisible battle
Everyday I fight
weakly for my
survival
You don't have
to lose the
enthusiasm for life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. Enjoyed the poem from beginning to the end. Thanks for sharing.