Feeling the pain of youth and it's abandonment, even now, no comfort or person to make it better.
Living a life of hell and no one even knowing it is happening.
A twisted view of all that is supposed to be good, burning it's memories into the brain forever.
Countering the darkness with a turning away from life's edges, retreating forever back then.
Hiding the child within, protecting her from everyone standing outside her realm of ingenuity.
No one knowing that she was quickly disappearing from sight as she fell gently into the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem