In a world full of hate and despair where do you turn when all else seems as if it is crumbling beneath you.
It relates to, as if you were trapped in a crushing tide where everything is out of your control.
No way to get back to the shore or touch the ocean floor to give you a push for freedom.
No matter how hard you try. You simply keep getting lost in the never ending tide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem