These hours that are killing you...
I hate these hours, these minutes.
All words are empty and matter to no one
I want to light the sky and burn the moon
I want the world to be in flames.
Don’t leave me here alone so soon!
I’m left crying empty tears
I’m left here in silence
To sing, to dance, to breathe, to live –
I can not.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem