She held on tightly
To her blankets
For far too long
That they started
To move away from her
The bed wishes
To shake her off to the floor
Clocks are ticking
The days started to disappear;
She was no longer welcome here
She can’t depart
Or go anywhere, here, there
But as she crawls nearer
To the sounds of familiarity
They come to feel her bleed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice use of words but i didn't quite get what its about