I had no choice
I picked it up
And plunged in the knife
Her heart bled out as she stared at me
With a gaze so broken
And a trust so betrayed
That it broke my heart to watch
As I turned away
She screamed as she fell
& breathed her last in the dirt
Upon which she lay
When I turned towards her
Her white dress was red
And her eyes stared up at the sky
I took out the knife
& wiped it as I walked away
Away from the one who had been mine alone
Away from the one who had loved me alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah! at the age of just13......how deeply you u understand the emotions, passion of love, .......betrayal and melancholy....... simply amazing and stunning too good job kid.....