Filling in the holes of evil, trying to anticipate their
entrance into life's territory.
Waiting to find out how to get rid of them forever.
Finding a stillness inside, developed by myself to deal
with emotional turbulence.
Scoring points at times, mostly losing them though,
because life is too difficult to entertain and I am
through trying.
Solitary confinement, alone through days of intense
sadness, keeping out of sight intentionally, wanting no
one to see me again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem