He stands by me
Holding my hand
Talking but without speech
And making me laugh
The words he doesn't speak
Have their own hidden meaning
They are the real voices to me
Though they are hidden
Unclear
In what is being said there and here
Fear
In the sudden release of these silent tears
Reality
And all at once it hits me
He who is so close
He whom holds my hand now
He who has had nothing but everything to say
May be the only thing
That is really
Something So Far Away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful piece, Alandra!