The softest soil in still water.
Drops of blood soon will cover.
I will still linger.
Buried without ease.
Pieces but never been broken.
Wounded but never been killed.
Suppressed in this spirit.
Touched by everyone's needs.
It conquered my whole body.
Won against my mind.
Locked in its purity.
But nobody decides innocently.
Thinnest to thickest, thickest to thinnest.
Still I am craving,
Needing a knife to hurt myself.
But I will survive, my unbreakable.
My emotion...
great verses..and strong upliftment of emotion well expressed..well done... Ency Bearis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wooooowww... 'Pieces but never been broken. Wounded but never been killed..' Can I be that strong...? ? ? Wonderful one! keep write, Love your poem! Naru Kaede, ,