Et dikt...

[Glimtipper]

Beklager at det er på engelsk, men det var nå det språket jeg brukte.

SILENCE BROKEN

I mirror myself in his eyes

He whips them and I crawl

His countenance, I await

He smiles and I stand tall

Please approve;

I carry his sorrow

I am his sorrow

His hand embraces mine,

covering me with sin

Love, he says, for us

And pushes deep within

This is me;

Carrying his sorrow

Being his sorrow

I bear our shame in silence

Stupefied by pride

But here, for your indulgence

I am your cherub guide

Take from me;

Carry his sorrow

Be his sorrow

[skal]

Sterke ord. La noen andre bære, om det går. Iallfall litt.

[Gjest Grågrønn]

Det var fint. Veldig godt skrevet, vemodig og klart på samme tid. Det ble ditt. Desverre.

Sender deg noen tanker i natten.

[Gjest xbellax]

Nakent, ekte og fri for overdramatisering. Vakkert.