As all hope dies, I look deep into your eyes
I try to seek out the pain....
I try to uncover these tears you hide...
But you have yet to find promise
you have yet to regain pride....
A heart born sad and broken...
There has been no escape from agony
only sorrow that continues to soaken...
What you've lived could barely be called a life....
How can one be so beautiful
and have to resort to the knife?
The only source of life is in your darkened eyes
and pale flesh...But what ever happened to your desire?
All you need is someone to care for you.....
Someone there to ignite the inner fire...
So promise me you will do one thing...
Promise to never let that heart die....
because hope will not abandon you
and neither will I....
hope is to be sought hope is there when one needs it through prayers....dripping heart
i will hold on to all i hav tho all i hav is u its beautiful words are still not enough to say how much i love it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem may have been half decent if you had actually thought about the words you were using instead of just comming up with the first word that rhymes. poor show