Sentiments gathering in circles of friends and family.
All the memories of a lifetime become a video in my
head, that I write from the inside out and become my
own being.
Transporting ideas, finding my way through the thickest
forest of hurting that ever has begun in my heart,
taking me apart and leaving me like stones upon the
ground.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem