Darkness. Senses muddled.
Soft and suffocating.
Mute and muffled.
Consciousness irritating.
Grief. Not for loss
But nothing to gain.
Weathered and worthless.
Promise and pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aloha Caroline... Cheers and Happy Easter! extremely concise and suffering never was as exposed as within this prose... perfection' bliss... you have hammered the issue completely... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two