there is a cry on my pillow
i hear every night
it tells me to suffer in silence
and fright
there is a cry on my pillow i'll turn away now
and look to the devil
that smiles to me sheepishly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem. It reminds me a lot about nights i long ago had. 'it tells me to suffer in silence', is particularly well penned!