It hurts
hurts so much that you couldn't expect me to shut up
broken skin
accompanied with a silent scream
with my teeth with my fingernails
biting, clawing
trying to keep the scream
that threaten to come
splattered blood
gathering underneath like a flood
piercing pain
is it to remind me of my sins?
Dry cheeks
a sign that on tears escaped yet
hiding
not wanting anyone to see a single thing
disgusting
who wants to see such a thing?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's not that bad...................