Hiding within, letting no one know who I am,
preferring to be invisible for a lifetime.
Soundless fears try to awaken me, and I don't
even respond to their calls.
Quietly, I sit in morose loneliness, alone
with my thoughts and insinuating myself into
abysses of yesterday.
Never wanting to be met, retreating from those
who want to be friends.
Knowing only that I don't want to be taken and
abused ever again, by someone pretending to be
nice, then running over me with an emotional semi.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem