my eyes begin to open
my sorroundings start to appear
love is not what i thought it looked like
was i supposed to die here
i hear people screaming i do not no why
i take a glimpse beside me
was i left here to die
i take a look around to see what was there
it was knives, hammers and the one and only spear
the man who took my life should he have been killed.
i saw a shadow come out of nowhere. was that the man
who killed me with the one and only spear.
i cryed for help no one could hear
i saw a silent little stare
could he have seen me or could he had not
that's the reason why i never forgot...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
some one plz read my poem im only 13 years old