I can still remember, my old self
you know, when the wants and needs
stand in the way
What if i embark on a new journey
somewhere empty of all my needs
I take my hand and I myself
hold it for a while
I feel something
myself, my own flesh
my own pulse for that moment
Why live in the world of another
when I can just be in my own
I step into something I forgot
I take a breath and another
I can feel my own blood pulsing through me
all the books I read
are on the table next to me
the hope and faith and believe
Oh, yes i still have them
like a fire burn in me
every word I ever read
on the blank pages
before their soul started to speak
i can't forget every time I read
i become them, its something I have to know
I have to remember
like a story, the best ever told
stories of never ending love
of battles won
between your mind and your spirit
yes, i know them
I see them
imprinted in my soul
like a seal from someplace else
Now I have to embrace me
swallow all i need
in one bite without chewing
is it possible to do it
Yes, it is
so now I give up all my wants and my needs
I just live without them
for a change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A phenomenal piece indeed...