I remember the day.
That day the world turned its back on me.
The day my family got ripped apart.
The day reality tore at my heart.
The day my best friend left without a word.
The day my soul died,
Beaten and unheard.
The day my eyes finally began to see,
What was aways right there in front of me.
The day my ears began to hear,
What was always heard but never quite clear.
That dreadful day I finally discovered,
My life was great but always kept covered.
By the hurt and sadness that fills me now.
To get back my life?
I'll never know how.
Ruby
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not quite 14 and yet writing some very readable poetry. I like the way you have set this one out, Ruby, but sad that your world has been torn apart. Love, Fran xx