Like to destroy the instinct that destroys the self
like lying, cheating, manipulating.....
like to admit my flaws with a open mind
as with a flat tier i cant move even an inch!
like to strengthen the weakness....and
beautify the scared, for-gone, broken heart
like to rediscover the relapses
and raise from the pain
to treasure the most precious gift of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Raise from the pain! ! And face the truth; with the precious gift of life. Nice piece of work.