I've cried so long
It drained me dry
No more tears to weep
The pain can't hide
I've died inside
But I can't move on
I hide my face
And force out tears
And start out all again
When I look back down
Amy hands are all wet
And red is all I see
It trickles off
Into puddles below
The stains will always be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is sooo friffin good