They rang inside her head.
He stands before her and bowed his head.
She cried one more.
She feared the thorn.
Her palms began to bleed.
She was one again running.
This time no stopping her.
He saw her holding his dagger in her hands.
He saw the sorrow in her eyes.
She placed it to her heart and screamed in agony.
Then darkness was closing in on her.
He screamed with pain And ran to her side hoping he could save her.
Even if it meant he had to die.
She could hear his echoing screams.
In her eyes was nothing but dark.
He got there too late and broke down in tears my poor Elaine he screamed.
im sorry, my love my life my will to live if u were to die I'd have to follow you into the afterlife. She felt him pull the dagger from her heart.
I know you face sorrow I see it in our eyes and said.
Come back to me you the only light In my endless night.
he lifted her held her close and said.
I will pick you up no matter how many times you fall Your the yin to my yang my light to my dark. Then he took her home and laid her down to rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem