Noises echo for awhile
Respect--what is lost
Facing thought in sight
Respect--what it was
A silent riddle read
Not enough
Words get in the way
Falling apart in my head
The more I dwell
Not enough
The more I tell
I'm married to pain
No wonder I can't sleep
My holiday is going away
It's cold outside
Not enough
This sickness never dies
I can't recognize help
Even if I did
It's not enough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem