you are this monster
that haunts my dreams
but you are lying in my bed
i can feel you grasp my neck
(you take my breath away)
i would ask you to stop
but you do not let me
you will never let me say
how i feel
that every time you touch me
my stomach revolts
and you called yourself my father.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem