Again he returns
revealed in the dark
She lays awake, restless
realizing his mark
Astonished and distressed
she cries herself to sleep
Morning strikes with hunger
while she refuses to eat
To others he has left
but to her, he returns
His scar looks minor
while inside her heart burns
Agony follows his shadows
dwelling with delight
She pretends she can't see him
knowing she can no longer fight
She is in pain
she feels it in her bones
He is the returning
and yes he...he is alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem