Wandering thoughts of confusion
Drifting throughout my mind
Wondering if life is coincidence
Or controlled by the divine
Scared to let go
But terrified to hang on
Coming close to the edge of reality
But holding on to my child-like mysticism
Wanting to escape your loss
But realizing that this mental excursion leads nowhere
My safe world collapsed
By thunderous tragedy
God please hear my prayers and
Hold me as I face the reality
That my child
Is not coming home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem