Sinking down the river,
Pockets filled with lead.
I fight to stay here,
As I return to the Dead.
I look look to my feet,
Sinking detached thinking
As I fall forever my body shrinking,
Being crushed onto itself,
Folded by the incompressible
'till Life is no longer accessible.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heart felt lines.. Well penned