When the sun comes out to play
I hide away all the pain
So that it doesn't see
The terror in my eyes
Nor see the burieses left
Behind.
So I hide until the sun
Goes to sleep, then when I
Shall arise, You will see
The glowing fate of my
Surprise.
9/23/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
SweetHeart! I myself write with pain it help's to ease my mind.