[kanity]

Стихотворение, которое я написала на английском и посвятила одной девочке

Sometimes I am afraid to move:
My fingers tremble and throat aches.
Sometimes I am afraid to look
Into the eyes, faces and shades.

I hope I did nothing wrong
Closing myself like a pencil case;
I hope I can go through it alone
And find new angle, new view and space.

A maple leaf fell on my head,
Filled with life and air.
I wish I were exactly like that -
Perhaps I am beyond repair?

Still you and the leaf are the same,
And fibers do look like a path.
You'll wind your own way through pain,
Then it will slowly pass
Away.

(21/10/16)