I have a road and I'll follow it
running to stand still.
Running and out of breath,
heart out of place.
Out of time,
frantic and out of pace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yoonoos, I hope you don't mind. I kind of used your comment to get a new title. I'm really still not satisfied with it and was fighting the urge to make it an untitled poem instead. So thanks, and thanks for comment :)