It’s nine o’clock in the evening and here I am
Scanning my mind to set my feelings free
As much as I wanted to keep it inside me
But everyday a tear fells on my cheeks.
I yearn for this day that I would be strong
To face all life alone
I yearn for this day that I would not hold
to someone
I yearn for this day that pain will be gone
And no one to inflict it again
How I wrote so many lines to define a
Broken heart
How I wrote so many lines to define
My past
But still …and still... loneliness I feel
For still I am waiting
For true love which I hope is real.
October 20,2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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