I sit here
I can’t sleep
Thoughts race through my head
Reach out
Reach down
Deep inside
Grab one
Hold on to it
Write it down
Let it unfold in your hands
It practically writes itself
Its aching to be uncovered
To be explained
To be related to
To be understood
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yep, I can relate to this. You say it exactly the way it feels