You cannot see me, and feel my pain, but I know you hear my weep. I call you to come to me and take my hand.
Do not leave me to heal myself; I cannot breathe any more…
I cannot love, because my black heart does not beat any more.
This is your fault, you make my heart black, and now I do not know how fell to loves… please cure my soul; I want to be love again….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem