I am a constant battle,
But I won't always break you.
I am always present,
But I won't always take you.
Although I am not a friend,
I may impact your beginning, middle or end.
I am researched and documented,
But also forever changing.
I am many things with many names,
But will I choose the rules of this game?
People talk about me and sometimes I bring sorrow,
Sometimes you weep, I'll anticipate tomorrow.
What did you do to deserve disaster?
A fiasco that dulls your laughter.
I am what I am.
I am a down, an evil, a shadow.
I will conquer the disaster and darkness
I am a partner and you are part of this.
I am uninvited, unwelcome and alone
I am a displeasing intruder in you home.
Will you rebel, stand and fight?
Gather all strength, passion and might?
I am invisible, silent and cold.
I cannot embrace, will you stick or fold?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is somewhat about a great deal of human nature. The sad difficult part, though,