The screams threat to come out
through the cracks of your
broken heart
and there is no doubt
the sleeping won't be of any
help
because even in your dreams you see
yourself
and
the dark veins
crawling up your arms, filled with
poisonous
regret.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is very very sad! 'because even in your dreams you see yourself and the dark veins crawling up your arms, filled with poisonous regret.' Cheer up, dear poet!