The rain that falls from the sky,
Sound like bullets killing millions.
Each rain dropp resembling a pain someone has felt.
The thunder sounding like bowling balls on heavans floor.
Knocking on pains door.
Feeling pain take over your heart.
Every beat slowing to a stop.
Mind going black.
Falling deeper than you ever have before. Sinking in a big black whole.
Finally feeling nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem