I dread your coldness
your seeming heartlessness...
I fear my words
would hum the tune of pleadings...
I despise your deafness...
your single-track mindedness...
I'm afraid my knees
would fold again and again to beggings...
Thus, before these fears turn to a solid nightmare...
I fear I must sever the ties that bind us...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem