Lost in my own shadow
I caught, from the corner of my eye
a sliver of light fall across my heel
A sliver the only thing left
Its' warmth drew me out
There I stood facing you...me
I had to turn away
to face the silvery stare behind me
You'll still be there when I need you
But it's cold inside
And I can't get lost again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice philosophical poem, You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks