a drop of blood
scrap of the night in the eye of pain
the thought of the murder of the heart
killing my soul
a tale a tell a crow
secret's of the innocent inside
critical moments in movements
my window my blackness
the block
my world upside out
the last word
attention span shorter and shorter
my window my blackness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really good writing - a 10.