She cant see beyond measures,
Her eyes are those of an impaired soul.
Unaware of the potential dangers the world carries.
A vulnerable girl,
Who wanders the lonely streets,
Cuz shes unhappy being at home.
So desperately hoping to find a second one,
In the hands of a poisionous man.
A voice in her mind dares to hold her back,
But too stubborn and naive to listen.
The blind eyed girl feels and touches her way around,
The only way she is aware of whats there.
But is that enough for the blind eyed girl
To acknowledge the actuality of the dangers she puts herself in,
Or will it be too late?
Willl she ever be able to walk aound the holes of the cursed grounds,
Or will she fall right in?
Will she be able to feel her way around the walls of destruction,
Or would she bump into them?
Will the blind eyed girl ever be able to see?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ahhh.. Sweet but sad nicely written KRISTA