Love a hopeless thing
Caught in the current
Mangled by rocks and dark dreadful things
Ripping at me
Thin blood marbles the pool
Catching no one’s attention but everyone’s pity
I am alone
Wanting more
I perceive great things
Greater are these things sought by gentler things
I don’t want to love anymore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem