where disappointment runs me down
and spills my blood out of me till I cold
with indifference wear my frown like a crown.
Aged with youth I admit, I have always felt this old
I rise unfazed, I live like sleep
We drown into another scene
pitch your anger against feelings I can't keep
and masquerade in the shadows where love had been
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem