death haunts me jus the same
was told i will not see, my shame.
was told my love would rot
and to forget the pain.
she told me of a would so tame
a dream
which is now a nightmare,
of death and that which is not sane.
death haunts me just the same,
love came and kept me alive
but will i ever be the same
never will be the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem