Don't think anything of those tears,
they hurt me more than you.
Crystals growing in your eyes..........
Please don't tell yourself those lies.........
They dropp and shatter me,
puzzled by the pieces, they are so sharp,
They slice my skin to shreds.
This could be your death..........
Put the blade back in its sheathe............
My heartbeat slows just for you,
my breath is dying for your smile.
I'm sorry........
My lips are stitched with web,
the spiders crawling into my brain.
Don't worry I can't hurt you,
but...........
Then again I can't save you either
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good job, great poem, loved the ending.