I sleep in darkness,
on blood and broken glass.
I kiss with open eyes.
This love will never last.
You hold me tight in your arms,
An expression, I no longer feel.
There's no point of being held by you.
My emotions have been killed.
Blood is much colder in my veins,
the sun is hidden in my sky.
Was there poison in our wedding glasses?
...We are dying in my eyes. Your kiss is numb to my lips,
your hug is pressure on my heart.
With every butterfly I cough up,
Our love falls apart.
We were never meant to be,
just temporary and small.
We gave our hearts out way too fast.
It seems we were built to fall....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem