i can't see clearly with the fog in my mind
i'm numb from my toes to my head
i'm completely bemused by the friends that I find
and the fact I wish I was.........
in my carrier bag is the whole of the world,
it weighs heavy as a water logged tree,
it has names and pains carved all over its skin
and a heart thats bloods very thin
Karla Bell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice meditatiive poem, nice rhymes.............