Closely, still distantly
I watch as my life,
flickers like a light in the dark
Emotions run dry, tears wet as rain
memories unnamed, the past unreal
the steady oak tree; rotted bark
Mind, body,
fragile as days drag on
an open door,
no ones home
Conrnered in the chest,
the heart aches alone
Forgotten, unloved,
tortured in ones self
oxygen limited,
the earth dies around me
The person ive become,
someone i never wanted to be
quiet as night,
remains the girl run cold
No questions asked
just a mystery to unfold
discovered, never, the story to be told
A once kind spirit,
now a girl run cold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem