Cold Poem by Mark Normand
Cold
When I wake up cold and empty.
After all the good within me.
Slowly drains out of a hole and I can't cry.
I try to speak and all at once I find.
I have no feelings or emotions left inside.
There is no smile upon my face.
I'm trapped inside this lonely place.
Even though I searched the world I'll never find.
An answer to the questions in my mind.
Very good poem. I is uniquely written and carries a very deep meaning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:21:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful poem exploring the depths of loneliness.