There isn't any space left to hide
I see you have caught up with me again old friend
I thought I left you behind all those years ago
When I escaped the ruins of childhood
I see that you are a good detective
Always one step behind me
Always lurking in the shadows
Just waiting to confront me
But somehow I knew this day would come
Didn't think it would be today though
Today was not the day I expected you
Made a game of evading you
And now where else can I hide?
I doubt very much you would understand
And let me go this one last time?
I don't suppose I could elude you in a bottle of vodka?
Or perhaps some fantastic daydream?
Or even some other destructive pleasure?
I see your face changing, getting angrier
And feel your beckoning becoming more forceful
But I am not ready to confront you now
Please Mr. Past, be patient with me
Leave me this once again
Today is just too soon
My heart is not ready to feel your sting
And my mind is too restless to think
Tomorrow I promise to deal
Give me another day to prepare myself
Please once more, let me hide
And you can seek.
Cassia Salverro
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