hes coming home
i finally get to see him
after so long he is to come
without him its been so dim
ive missed him deep down to my soul
hes caused me much pain
it seems hes always on the tole
he left me standing there in the rain
i thought he loved me
i guess not anymore
i guess it just wasnt meant to be
now there is nothing left of me to adore
he left me in a bundle of pain
all the blood and tears he caused me
of which i can not explain
he left me in a deep dark sea
the tears and screams he gave me away to
all the cuts and bruises he left upon me
it seems now theres nothing left to do
theres one choice left, kill myself or let me be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem