Rest in peace. well how am I suppose to sleep? My eyes were kissed, and they layed me down to sleep. My lips were sealed but died by poison. My tears were dried, but I still cried. My body was paralized, but my feet were six feet under. Where am I? I do not know. I'm in the depths of hell.
By: Kelsey Barnet
This is written by my friend Kelsey...I don't feel this way, but I thought it was a good, deep poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just thought you might want to use the word Peace rather than piece, , , , , Good structure.....