You may fall
You may cry
You may listen
And you may die
Do you know how I feel?
So alone so peeled
I feel like it’s over
I have given up
Shadows bring you down
But you bring you up
We shall live
We shall fall
We shall cry
And then stand tall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem about being grinded down soon to be a shining dimond. I love it, with all the pain and hurt that has made you better not bitter. Short and yet still powerful.