Her face is dark
Her look lost
invisible tears form
She will not cry
She will die
if she lets him near her heart
she fights them back
she blinks and bats
her eyes still water
the first tear falls
she's walking the halls
alone in her own hell
It's cold
It's painful
she pushes it away
takes a deep breath
but can not stop
as those invisible tears fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem