Sol, my beloved
I thought of you all night
not sure if I would see you again
afraid you'd left my sight
wet and cold
shivering and naked
I began cursing life
I'm better off dead
I tried to tell them
I tried not to cry
she began hurting herself
so indeed I had to lie
a lie from my mouth
my conscience eats away
I couldn't bare to live
have to see another day
like a moonless night
or a sunless sky
without these things
I'd surely die
another days upon me
I've masked up all my pain
I never want to feel heartbreak
or anything again
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