Registering everything on an inner photographic screen,
keeping all memories cherished and treasured, never for-
getting a thing in this lifetime, both good and bad.
Feelings and emotions all being remembered too, bitter-
sweet and lasting forever, nothing to be done about any
of it that fills me interiorly.
Having Experienced every bit of what is remembered and
saved interiorly, just keeping it safely tucked away,
living daily, trying to put it in perspective.
Keeping it in the back of my mind, continuing to live,
yet it's getting more and more difficult to hold to,
because there's nothing left to grasp onto anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem