I Hope This Life Wasn'T Mine! Poem by joana bluementhal
I Hope This Life Wasn'T Mine!
I am trying to push my tears aside,
praying to Him, for sorrows to divide.
Frantically I am searching for a shade,
though all I see is a razor blade.
Tortured, crippled, dragged into gloom,
life is no more than a shattered dream.
Papa's angel, Mama's darling,
now a broken verse which noone can sing.
that was a beautiful poem. I hope that u don't turn to the blake anymore. Great write, smiles N hugs, Willow: -)
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I would like to translate this poem
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Great write, joana... melancholic but great! Brian