one night i went outside
I saw two boys about to fight
I went to see whats going on
But i figured out it was two dead boys
But in the backgound there was a man
Even though the two dead boys didnt see me
the man did.
I couldnt see his eyes
So when i heard a voice call my name
I turn and ran back inside
A couple days later
I saw the man again
I took a closer look
And relized he had no eyes
I blinked one time
And he was gone
I turned around and there he was
Even though he had no eyes
I could feel him looking
deep inside of me
And then everything went blank
I relized that now there is two dead boys
And one dead girl who is about to fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem