I' am sitting in a dark room,
I feel him staring at me,
He is mad,
People are asking me questions,
My body feels numb,
And I feel like i want to die,
There are people waiting for my answer,
And I just stare in to his eyes,
And they say that I' am lying,
And I' am just here dying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem