Barefoot bares, agony and pain.
Pain of sleepless nights.
Nights naked, alone.
Alone with journals and pens to computer screens.
Screenshots to bloodshot eyes.
Eyes closing finally, only to see you in R.E.M Sleep.
Sleep broken.
Broken heart bares the interruptions of the heart's cycle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem