My love was a prison,
A place I couldn't bare,
Continplating suicide,
To you I was never there.
But still I sat and waitied,
Alone and dead inside,
Screaming for your love,
My emotions I tried to hide.
It all got too much,
The silence I couldn't bare,
So I told you how I felt,
But still your heart wasn't there.
I cried over you that night,
And what you never knew,
Was, you were my best friend,
And my lover too............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh i really like this poem its cool