At last!
I can breathe!
But wait…
Not really…
I lose sight…
I fall
My head hits the ground
Bang!
I look behind
Silently he stands
Grey and dark
Tall and strong
A tear
A blink
A memory
A sigh
He disappears
And she takes his place
And I yelp,
And SCREAM!
For she is I…
The one whom I’m afraid of…
She’s dead…
And so am I!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem