Sitting at the windowsill
I am trying to think
But my thoughts just drown
As my hart just sinks
And the world around
Goes by
In just one blink
At the windowsill I silently lie
And I can not move
I am as still as a rock
And I can not cry
At the door I hear you knock
But knock as you will
I am still here
Sitting on the windowsill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem