under the sheet
no one can see me
i wait quiet and oblique
tomorrow is lonely
no one to tell
if only if only
they could I cry I cry
but no one is there
to help me question
why there is no one to care
they come they conquer
swift in the night
I cry I cry
with all my might
they threaten they smile
with a gleam in their eye
no one to help me
i can only cry
I lie so quietly
no one can tell
that i feel i have died
and gone to hell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem