So..... it is true.....
It is true that you left.....
It is true what you meant....
It is also true what i feel...
When you said you would leave....
I didn't had any hope to live...
Now I don´t feel like wanting to remember...
´Cause from misery now Im member....
ill just keep on......
Doing the same routine...
I feel like a sadness machine....
Just crying around....
Bleeding from a wound....
Crying around.....
Waiting.....
Waiting for being remembered...
But who... would it be you? ? ....
Who will care....
´Cause people I just scare...
The sadness and darkness I have around.....
Make me feel like just,
Crying Around....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I will remember you my friend..bleed on they who need it...the ones who holed you..thank you..iip