A starry night sky,
lights up the tears upon my face.
Like glistening pieces of heaven,
coming from my eyes.
I see the moon.
A brilliant glimpse of something better then this life.
While the wind is soft and cold,
a light breeze freezes my tears,
and freezes my heart.
The cold consumes me,
I fall to the earth.
The heavens abrasive behavior,
causes me to gasp one last gasp for air.
I slowly sink into the abyss.
Alone.
No sound.
No light.
The scenery, like you,
so beautiful,
but so deadly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem