as the last chord is strum
the melancholy song is faded to a final hum
all around gets overtaken by an eerie quietness
everything fading into pitch black darkness
the dark words still lingering in the air
about a lost life giving everything she had to bare
the blood that was spilled from this lost life
by her wrist being cut from her own knife
so as this final chord was strum
so did this life end with this songs final hum
Tomorrows bring a chance for new life hold on for they are never that far away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such talent should be published for all the world to read, and to learn from your pen..blessings