A heart of gold in the deep depth of
Depression Such a beautiful soul
caught in the midst of rage and
pain. Tears of a fallen angel with
no one to her Rescue, while
hate and fear leads her path
In the dark she stands alone
Her faith has passed away with
her memories of love.
She’s trying to find the answer to
Her question where only death
Seems to be the right answer.
She has forgotten that love only
Can concur all and turn
Darkness Into light.
Her strength and dreams are not dead
And so lives on the black hearted princess.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem