A tattered soul, caressing the moonlight
Can the darkness restore her?
A shattered heart, gasping for one last feeling
in this desolate night.
Can the darkness mend her?
A lost voice, whispering to be heard
through the midnight clouds.
Can the darkness hear her?
A forgotten dream, quietly dying in the grasp of a starless night.
Can the darkness revive her?
A broken girl, sitting all alone.
No one hears her silent cries as the darkness consumes her.
Can the darkness kill her?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it will only kill her if you let it... I love the second to last stanza its beautiful