Inside this lonely heart
There is a tale that needs be told
Only it doesn’t know where to start
This sad story of old
It cannot express in words, that which need be said
The eloquence it needs, it shall always desire
The longing to speak just boils instead
The thoughts tumbling like clothes in a dryer
The words keep waiting to be released
Waiting for someone to open the wells
So many memories of a love deceased
To uncork the bottle, to break these shells
So many thoughts that need be explained
Depressing thoughts that make me sad
So many feelings that leave me pained
Then angry thoughts that make me mad
Angry at the brain that cannot express
Frustrated at being locked in
All these deeds it must confess
Stuck in a man bound from within
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem and it is what i feel sometimes