If only I could speak
Rake my claws at will
Spark and burn all…
But I lie face down
Waiting to be rescued
Just like a fairy-tale princess
Such is my bad luck
To stay forever closed-up
Forever locked away;
Scattered heart pieces…
If only I could scream
Free myself from this.
April 13,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem