The decaying heart,
shivers in pain..
shredding tears,
with nothing else to say.
it's tempo slowed,
it's beat down,
it's stitches grow,
piece of the puzzle.
Weary,
it floats back into my soul,
as I wake up,
and see.. I am left all alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is an amazing poem. Bravo.