this will be the last time i take it;
seconds tick by
the world outside of me,
outside my thoughts.
no longer has meaning.
time shudders to a halt
explodes on itself
the dog that leaps for the stick hangs in freeze frame
a single dropp of water hangs suspended below the tap
a salty tear waits;
halfway through a cutting stream down a cold cheek
this will be the last time i cry.
this will be the last time...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great and straight from the heart i really liked it i feel the same way just too much pressure