She breaks me down and she tears me apart.
She's never-ending and yet has no start.
She's amazing and she's beautiful
But beauty doesn't come easy after all.
She tells me she loves me and yet doesn't care
-Says she'll be there for me, but she's just there.
Behind her mask she's hollow and deep
But there's no secret she won't keep.
She's always the one to rip me in two
But when I'm bleeding somehow she comes through.
If ever I'm falling I know her hand is ready
Just out of reach, but none the less steady.
And Ana it's you I'm drowning in.
You, your lies, and your promises.
I can't turn back- too late to change minds.
I'm forgetting already what I've left behind.
But Ana it's you who's killing me now.
Body, Mind, and Soul- you destroy me somehow.
Didn't you know you had me from the start?
Ana, it's just us. 'Til death do us part....
To ANA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let me tell you that 'Ana' is poem pregnant of artistic passion, congratulations!