she regrets
having to split with her
she wants to restore
what was originally
theirs, but, , ,
there is this big but,
there is no way that she can come back
and take her hands again
it is simply impossible
the world as affected shrinks into
a valueless
cent, and those who surround her
will never like it,
she went into a tantrum
unable to read the name of her medicine
her own dose of
her own poison
bad karma, she finds herself in a situation
of a dilemma
she is cursed to be alone now,
crushed by her own loneliness
defeated by the power of her own guilt
Kim.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem