My Lifes's Pages Poem by Hakima Smaali

My Lifes's Pages



throught the passing ages
through all my life's pages
it's written for me to love him
through the obstacles we've run into
through it all there' is always something we can do
something to keep it all together
something so we can be one forever

throgh it all
he's still the one I choose
to give my heart for
he stills the one I choose
to love each day even more
he's my destiny
he's my glory
his existence in my life
made it a worth telling story

he's my life
he's my furut, my present, my history
he's my saver, my chining armed knight
he's my saver from this sea of misery

he's my one and only prince
when I cried he was there
to clean every falling tear
he was right next to me, when it was too much to bare
never left, never distanted, always have been near
stood right by me, when life showed all that's unfair
was there to tell me it's ok, to whisper hope in my ear


but now he's not here

no reason to live whishes to die
can't even cry, just need to die


All of it I'm loosing
my heart hurts badly, my woonds are yet bleeding
loved so hard, and now i'm broosing
for him I'm needing
my heart hurts, my woonds are yet bleeding
my pain, her aigo is feeding
my pain is her releif as I can see
but yet she doesn't know me
I'm whom I am, never will be the one she wqnts me to be
I'm free, as long as I live I'm free
she can never tie me
as long as I live I'm free

my heart hurts, my woonds are yet bleeding
hurts too bad, but up i'm not giving
I'l do it all for him, even if it means I'll be suffering
for my choices I'll always be struggling

I'm lost in his absence
lost in all of this silence
lost in my own heart's imptiness
lost, can't find true happiness


Suffered for years, lived in hell for ages
but yet I managed to survive
only scars painted on my life's pages
I managed to stick alive through it all
because I knew how to build my protecting wall
maneged to hide behind it
made me safe as long as it won't fall
gave me the ability to stand high up tall
never band over, no matter how hard the wonds blow
gave me power to forget
gave me ability to let it all go


but now I'm living it all once more
again, after I thought I've closed that door
closed it once and for all
but yet I was mistaken
and now I'm again so broken
my right to live and love is taken

sick of it all, hate them all
tired of fighting all alone
tired of staying wake up all night
just feels like giving up
because II'm hurt so broken
my right to live and love was token

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