Loneliness eats away
at my subconcious
mind as thoughts
of yo uare suddenly
overshadowed by the lack
of attention that is
so desperately wanted.
he scissors edge
looks so appealing
that the temptation
is almost to much
to resist as the tears
come rainging down.
There no longer
is any focus on anything
but the piece of joy that
has been erased
for you're not there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem