I see my sorrow in the mirror,
The glass is frozen.
I avoid the truth but they catch up.
I feel them outside the door.
Quickly i stand in the pool.
They knock, and they dont cease.,
My escape, im within.
And the lightning is plausible.
Drop the thunder within myself.
Sorrow, leave me be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem