Sat on my bed with paper and pen,
wondering if we'll be ok again,
My mind a haze, a haze in this heat,
this unwanted feeling has found a free seat.
I love you i know, I KNOW I DO!
But somethings arrived and it don't like you.
I hate it so much please PLEASE LEAVE!
Anything good you cannot achieve.
And this thing that's here, this evil, this scum
I realize is me and now I feel numb.
Im so sorry darling im trying my best,
to ask it to go but it's stopped here to rest.
And when its has slept and awoken and gone,
Our light will shine like it once shone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think this is a very nice poem. You describe a feeling many people feel from time to time. Great job. Sincerely, Mary