The sweat drips
from my knuckles to my nails
the blood still circulates
but the pain never fails.
you were my friend
my brother
I knew who you were
I could remember everything
now, your name
I can't even referre
Where have you gone?
am i the reason you left?
before i breath with ease
now it is hard to take a breath
Your gone
out of my life for ever
never again
will we be together
my heart still aches
but the blood
still circulates
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I decline to put any rating on a feeling that I can identify with like this! I sort of hope you feel the same way - - - It was not about a rating, was it?