Older and Older
you grow through the days
younger and younger
you wish to stay
the blood pours out
and so do your fears
the days fly by
like so many tears
the veins in your arm
turn slowly to black and blue
everything else
it all dies away too
your heart turned cold
our loves run dry
your soul disappered
and you just want to die
the pain keeps coming
it'll never go away
all the days still pass
with nothing left to say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem