Life like an octopus
has cuddled me
blinking
with its glaze of death
sucking my blood
in its close embrace.
I lay still
looking at the void
that slowly
engulfing me
with its touch
I am falling into
the dark abyss.
The moment has
ultimately arrived
for final departure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Looking at the void. Thanks for sharing.