Falling down to get up again
falling flat on my face
falling down to get up again
getting up one more time seems to be too much
Don't help me up
I rather lie here
no use getting up
when these legs don't support me
I'm hungover with this helplessness about me
this intoxicating feeling that it's me
just me left
here to hang my head
And a hand stretches
out to yours
to pick you up with
a smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem