From the first bang
She never stopped.
Moving forward was never easy
but did She have a choice?
Running from Her demons.
Trying to put them to rest.
But all efforts going to waste.
Past and present,
both one and the same
Corrupted by herself.
The future was her only option
Locking into the darkness in front.
Now lit by knowledge.
Knowing her choice was written in the star.
Keep running.
Never stop,
Never settle,
Never look back.
Never forgetting Her past or present.
For they have decided Her future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem