I miss you still, till I’m done healing.
Don’t know what I’ll be feeling.
A release…free from this dark gloom.
That consumes this room.
A heavy load on my chest
Unlike the rest, I guess it’s been a test.
To breathe so deeply in and out
Then I can shout, “I’m free! ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem