An impending mood of something being held captive within
this mind and heart right now, living in a capsule of pain,
nothing to be done about it at.
Searching for an answer, but nothing is forthcoming, hurry-
ing away, heart beating faster and faster, meanings and their
definitions rolling over everything.
Nothing to be done with these feelings and emotions, they're
fighting to be seen and heard, not letting go of mind and in-
tellect.
Whatever happens needs to be written silently into this poem,
not wanting to let go of anything, because if so, this being
would vanish into thin air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem