Swimming in depths of sadness, looking through teary
blurred eyes, hidden behind an underwater cloud of
unhappiness.
Nothing able to penetrate beneath the surface, re-
calling images and memories of yesterday.
Dreams of this mind rearing their heads to see what's
going on, happy to know that loneliness will not be
penetrating their psyche nor inner contemplation.
Where life doesn't need another opinion on what to do
or think any longer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem