You know it is not right
That you keep pushing me so tight
Breaking me through the wall
It is becoming a dangerous love
Each day you teach me to last longer
Because each tear makes me stronger
As the pain grows when we cry
We both know that it still will dry
Everyday I feel like it is warfare
Can't take no more, it is unfair
I don't want to kill you nor do you kill me
Since there is a thin line we are about to cross
You love me
Then you hate me
Id rather plant all my dreams in the jungle
Than fight with you daily
It is your choice to make up your mind
There won't be a next time
Try walking in my shoe
I also have my breaking point
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Ramtu. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks