High on love
Overwhelmed with hate
Kissed with glory
Stomped in the dirt
Stuck in this town
Angry as a witch
So hear my hate full cry
Just get me out
Get me in
Cause I’m done
As lonely as a blade of grass in the winter
All covered in snow
I’m done
I’m through
So now what’s next
It’s not the end
Maybe the beginning
Stop worrying about this and that
Think about the big picture
Don’t dwell on the past
Think forward
Hope this rhyme will help
It’s good to know
So hey let’s go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very caring write. Lovely Regards Patricia Gale