Is this just make believe
A simple cut
It doesn’t bleed
It darkens the sky and reddens the sea
I open my eyes
Once again Im afraid to sleep
I stare at the hourglass
I count the seconds
Time is running low
And I begin to weep
Nothing is real you see
All of this is just make believe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem