I measure
And count
The pain that comes from you
The balance
Is off -
The happy things too few
I don’t want
Goodbye
My foolish heart concludes
The heart and
The mind
Will always have their feud
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Whatever wins over there the feud continues to remain there...excellent write, Caroline...a lot of meaning inside...10