Bad News. Poem by Jenna Johnson
Bad News.
Your temperature changes from hot to cold.
Your heart sinks, your eyes stream.
Your body shivers.
This is extreme.
Your body feels hot,
but your heart feels cold.
Your hand reaches out for something to hold.
The stream is flowing a wiped out face.
You just think this ain't the time or place.
The info sinks and digests your heart.
You helplessly drown while your life fulls apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 10:07:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
another cool poem. You have discribed perfectly what a persons face, body and emotions go through when they hear Bad News...