I can not move anymore, or walk across the floor
I can not listen to this again even the voice don't sound
the same.
I can not stand at all even the walking sticks are agents
me.
I can not pet my amazing cats that ask for nothing but
full ball and love maybe a brush.
I can not pick the paintbrush up that let my mind live and
Explore.
I cam not push the buttons to call my only daughter and say
good night.
I can not talk to shout out that this is not my fault, this is not
me please someone help me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem