Trepidation
Strangles the soul
Forbidding it to live
Happiness is but a dream,
a fairy tale of a life once led
Shall I plan less, live more
dwell less, create more?
Building the walls
one block at a time,
leave room for a door
or seal it shut forever?
If I peeled away the layers
would I find me in the core
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lovely write, it is penned beautifully.