Tick tock, tick tock, the clock hanging in the hallway is
keeping track of time, not knowing why, there's no longer
any reason to, for you have been taken away from me.
Time no longer matters to me without you, tender and raw
memories are scattered all over the floor of my soul, my
dear.
There's no longer a reason to pick up or tidy them for my
tears flood within and it all floats around without any
purpose now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem