(jose_de_claro)
feb.27,2011/12: 44am
I beg for the morning not to come.
I don’t want to break out from darkness’s embrace,
‘Coz it comforts me.
I don’t wannna move, I’d like to stay still.
Just keep the cradlesong fill the air.
Pls..i don’t want to hear a thing, but silence.
I’d like the windows shut.
I don’t want to see reality’s curse.
‘Coz it frightens me.
I’d like to stay this way.
I don’t wanna see.
I don’t wanna, move.
I don’t wanna talk.
I’d like to stay……senseless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem