As day turns to night she hides in the
corner hoping that no one can see her.
She fears that he will come for her
again she fears what he may do. As the
night turns to day she remains in the
cornor fearing the he is out there
waiting for her. No one believes her
no one come to rescue her. She never
sleeps fear has taken its grasp on
her. Peace has escaped her happiness
has left her. She is an empty shell
and still no one believes her. Days
turn to weeks and still she never
sleeps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Powerful writing Jacob....shows a lot of insight this one does...makes me think...Fi 10+++