how do you know,
about my pain,
i keep it hidden,
nothing to gain,
should i tell him,
should i wait,
my heart is a gate,
a gate into hell,
no one can tell,
what i will do at any time,
nobody listens to my lonley cry,
so nobody knows anything but you,
and how do you know?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i liked it, it was very simple, but very grand at the same time