I’ve had friends
They come and go
They drift away
Like I don’t know
They use me
And hurt me in many ways
They open me up and
Try to stitch me away
But they’re not surgeons
They leave open wounds
To heal through this harsh world
My poor heart can take no more
So this is where I draw the line
If you’re from my past
That’s where you’ll stay
Don’t try to come back
Or I’ll make you pay
Please just let it be
I don’t want you back to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poignant well written vivid piece.........Thanks i enjoyed reading it.