Rattling an inner cage, trying to escape the emotions hiding there.
Wanting to be free of them, leave them behind and go on to better times, I find myself stuck in their quicksand, alone.
Treading water in my mind, waving to the person I long to be, but have only just begun.
Stung by the cacophony of turmoil others have caused.
Injustice thrown from behind closed doors, hurting me unmercifully with no end in sight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem