Where I go
you will follow
up the creek
around the bend,
until that day
I never see your face again
it scares me now
to think about how
I could possibly be alone
will I fall?
will I scream?
with no one to hear?
Except for me?
That day is near
but it is not here
so I just carry on
letting you stay
in the shadows
behind me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem