I am alive
I wonder why
I hear the screams
I see the pain
I want to be dead
I am alive
I pretend it never happened
I feel broken inside
I touch the mirror the remains that are left
I worry I’ll never see them again
I cry alone
I am alive
I understand why
I say it’s not fair
I dream that they’re here
I try to forget I hope I see them again
I am alive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I would like more information, but I can suppose aspects of this story. The wording is powerful and meaningful to the poems impact on the reader. The reader is involved but wonders about the rest. GW62