It kills me that you feel that way
It kills me that I have nothing to say
It kills me that you have to cry
It kills me that I have to ask why
It kills me that you're hurting inside
It kills me that all i can do is stand beside
It kills me you have to carry that burden
It kills me you can't make it through the night
It kills me that I can't make it right
That was sweet of you to do that for your friend...and it cheers us all to see how great friend can bring when we read this from you_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poe would love it...so would Kafka marvelous, rhetorical and so well written blessings