As i try to run away from my problems, i get caught.
Quick sand on my feet and im stuck, and tears flowing down my cheek bones. im struggling to get out, but i cant.
No one there to help, yelling out of the top of my lungs. im trapped in the woods i dont know where I am. im lost, in pain and fear of loosing everything.
Minutes have passed and i start realizing that no one will come save me. I grab branch and try to get both of knees out. i pull hard and i achieve. i ran back from where i started. i sit down and realized that there is no point of running away. Only i can solve my problems. Now I MADE myself stronger for anything that comes my way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
if minutes have lovely poetess like you our world in good case.LOVELY AND GLORY FOR YOU WAEL MOREICHEH