I wanted to grow, to rise from the wreckage-
to go out on my own, to be loved again.
But no one was near, to watch as I managed-
to take that first step, to break out from the pain.
Fearing the next to come,
and that unknown behind the corner,
I broke the darkness, and the chains within...
And I moved on, to a place that farther,
to find nothing but rain,
nothing but mere torment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very moving one, gr8! !