You look into my eyes,
shattering glass,
You look at my smile,
an empty expression lining the sides,
You look at my shoulders,
weighed down and shuddering,
You look into my heart,
its made of stone and ice,
trying to escape,
but knowing that emotions dont come first,
that you simply do,
finish,
and move on.
Because that's all there is to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem