Horrible day after day after day
For me.
Lenore, will you be okay?
We'll see.
Watch the monsters as they play.
Such glee
As they screw my life away.
Leave me.
Now unsure what to say.
Who's she?
Can't find the words to convey
What I see.
I realize the monster's not they
It's me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life can be hard enough without beating on yourself - excellent writing - the subject is not for me - 8