I don't cry into the darkness
I write poetry instead.
I write what comes into my head—
Sometimes it's light, like helium
sometimes it feels like lead.
But whatever 'tis,
metaphor can serve me well
to show my feelings
whether I'm in Heaven,
or when I feel like Hell,
Which is quite often.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem