everyday is an internal scar that burns my body with every touch
no ones aware but its as red as blood and as black as the sky
as my happiness slowly starts to fade and smudge
my soul suddenly leaves and dies
tears that fall to the ground are words that slap me hard against my face
as i slowly drop down the ground my heart burns the hole that will never be filled.
and walking back home i will never find my place
cause im being rebuilt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem