That distorted face,
In the mirror
Does tell me
I am still a winner
The shattered shadows
On the ground
So many of you
Scattered around
Craters created
In my heart
Walls will have to crumble
To fill the painful scars
I know the mirrors
Are helplessly cracked
No wonder in them
I look so bereft
Shadows will coalesce
I will become one
Before you know
Sadness will come
Undone
But these massive craters
Will remain precious scars
My victory medals
Will win place in the stars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely write. Shows strength in moving on well done!