You see the pain that lies in her eyes,
But, alas, her eyes are dry.
You see the anger that burns from her gaze,
The madness that sets her eyes ablaze.
You see the fear that closes her eyes,
The smile she wears is but a disguise.
You see the hope that is finally dead,
She cannot trust for her heart has been bled.
You see the love that lies within,
But she will never love again.
You see death's hand that glazed her eyes,
Yet no one saw her die inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem