anger erupts from every pore
steam spills out my ears
every day more and more
i wish you far from here
my mind i jumbled
he caught my heart
then he fumbled
it fell and broke apart
whatever its done
im over this
ill be glad when hes gone
ill be able to forget
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing such an intimate break-up. It's best to get the anger out though rather than keep it in. Really enjoyed this piece. Craig.