It happened a long time ago.
But it feels like moments.
It started out as a choice,
but became a mission.
It was all true,
When I look back,
I still see the destruction-
I was apart of that.
My soul, heavy with conviction.
I can never go back
Can never fix whats broken
Cannot love what didnt exist.
The world as long since changed.
Has not meant that it has been ready.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem