All I do is run,
I’m running and I can’t stop
My life passes by my every step,
Not leaving a trace behind
It’s hard running on my own,
Can I make it?
Running on what seems like a journey,
Afraid to go on
Where am I going?
Seeing nothing ahead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it, a great write.