all i want to do
is to cry
but the tears will not fall
will not gather
in my eyes
my soul is withered
my heart is slow
and my head
long given up
but still i pursue
and the reason is only
because i have to get done
what i have to do
i wish the burning in my body
would soon well up
and fall from my eyes
because all i want to do
is to cry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem