Crushing metal,
Silent screams,
Deadly smoke,
The feeling of dreams.
More like nightmares,
I could have lost my life,
But I'm so faithful,
On this dark, hurtful, night.
Trying not to go to sleep again,
Woke up screaming,
The horror,
I was dreaming.
No more crying,
I'm a big girl,
And no more feeling,
Insecure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good to finally see a mature outlook.....most girls write poems about how to escape life and not how to face it....keep up the good work..... :)