The world is in a stop right now for me,
At the moment.
But I am fearful,
It seems that I will need people like you,
For when the world starts up;
Again.
When it does begin to move,
It feels like its being tugged,
Slowly,
From underneath my feet.
And the rules keep changing,
It’s no longer merely a battle of endurance.
How are people able to stay still?
Everything is moving,
So fast.
You didn’t even stay to hear me out…
Point proved?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. I like it I know how it feels to think everything is moving around you and changing. xXx