You think fear defines you.
You don't allow yourself to explore the depths where you might drown.
Maybe it's a trauma you can't overcome,
maybe you just can't do it alone,
maybe you haven't even tried,
maybe you're afraid to surrender and be hurt again.
It's not easy for you — I understand it all.
I won't push you,
because I'll show you what it means to live under someone's skin.
You'll realize it on your own, even if you don't believe me.
And I don't blame you —
every new world always shows only the best it has to offer.
What hides in the dark? You wonder.
I can't tell you — but I'll offer you the chance to meet them yourself.
You say, "A wise man is ashamed of what a fool is proud of."
You can't tell which one I am.
Let's meet in the middle —
somewhere where nothing begins and nothing ends.
Or maybe…
you were simply too unaware to protect yourself —
and you've been paying the price ever since.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem