Throughout my life
Everything has been strife
Hating everything before me
I cannot help but be
Angry and aware
That if I should ever dare
To attach myself to something
Hoping it won't be my everything
Living day by day
I can't help but say
This world has nothing here
For me to ever hold dear
Until I saw your face
Found that it wasn't the case
As I hear your lovely voice
Nothing left but a choice
I walk pass and smile
You leave me back a mile
A thorn pierces my heart
As you tear me apart
Knowing this a was foolish
It was just a wish
Seeing you in my dreams
Not knowing what it means
I try to forget you
Which is all I can do
But it's all in vain
You have added to my pain
Life was never nice
So should I just swallow the knife
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem mate, keep up the good writting.