My soul resides within
My body protects it in
Of life and its allegations
Blames and accusations
Wounds that are left behind
Always wither away with time
My skin wears upon my pain
And never reminds me again
Of struggles and retreats
It scar's upon itself
Bruises of my death
Some are so absurd
Yet some, sublime
It carries with the moments
Of pleasure and delight
My love and its plight
Yet, from time to time
I find myself in a bind
Holding on to my breath
As memories and regrets
Long forgotten and suppressed
Stirred and they ignite
Ashes that they leave behind
When brewed overnight
Carries me through this life
One day at a time
NICK KLER
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem