The essence of his soul
Convey still the sorrow
The existence of his being
Endure forever the shame
The torment that became his entity
Has now become his misery
Mind vision still the distress
Memories so painful
Images so dark
Heart wreak still the pain
Behavior so atrocious
Emotions so frigid
The introspection of his feelings
Will forever taunt him
Scars forevermore remind him
Retribution for his sins
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Healing can salve the scars with a touch of grace.