oneday a girl sat their and cried
but there was no one to help
holding her knife and ready to kill
cried and cried
but noone to help
listening to her inner voice
telling her kill and kill
seeing her worthless life
and began to end
awaking in the night
to say my life begin
no more sacrifice
my heart is dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
take it easy lady.there is always a hope.there is always a brilliant light after any darkness.but as a natter of fact i'm in love with these words, so deep in the darkness......good...