Her pain let go
Darkness descends upon her
A wailing gunshot echoes through the empty room
The cool metal of the trigger tempting her
Fingers wrapped ever so delicately around black steel
Warm tears streaking from suffering eyes
With trembling knees
Forgotten
She's there alone
In a dark, disconsolate room
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is really a powerful poem. learn the art of more is less and you can turn it into a really powerful masterpiece.....................10