The dread and pain of hearing
about it when the time is hard hitting.
You never would dream about it being
about you.
The insecurity that you face as yet
you keep walking.
May hear unwanted things that can
make your heart
grind against the edge.
of falling.
Times ticking as many things
soar through the head of the broken heart women.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem