Stringent feelings holding me captive, giving unpleasant
emotions a door to enter my being.
Abolishing the good mood I was having, now it is destroyed,
leaving me saddened and forlorn.
Not wanting to eat or do anything at all, just withdrawing
inside of self.
Staying away from everybody, preferring to be alone, just
writing poetry that shows how I am feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perhaps you could write of how you would like to fee, l and live, at least temporarily through those words. Peace