Inside her mind,
she cries and fights...
she cant hold on...
outside her flesh
shes thick and grim,
restore your own
uphold your bones
dont close your eyes!
awake your Soul!
regain this Throne!
clowns crying
madman laughing
cant find yourown?
dream outloud
speak your spell chanting in the rain
walking thru the wind
giving without end
never stoping to endure
its your flesh that cant be cured.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem