I stepped out into the open
I was much too damned outspoken
I said more than I should have said
It's real now. It exists separately to my own thoughts.
How much have I projected. How much was matched and how much created.
Why is this my weakness? How did I allow it to escape my thoughts.
There is no putting this back into any boxes now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem...thanks for sharing