How I soiled my repute,
how my heart was thorned,
with confused mood dispute,
my joy down toned.
The chilling experience,
had me in strangest of positions,
for once i was under influence,
and subject to general decisions.
I sinned, that's how i see it,
by doing what was then deemed fit,
against my principles I went,
what they called a moment well spent.
I had danced before eyes,
but never for myself,
the wave hit me by surprise,
and I was no longer myself.
The next day though,
shame and fear gripped me tight,
I stayed indoors all through,
from morning until the night,
I fear I may never stand again,
as what I was before the ordeal,
fighting confusion and pain,
I realized its a closed deal.
Circumstance has me running with it,
and not away from it,
fact remaining that I fell,
and as for the wounds, only time will tell.
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