I have...
No name.
Not today.
I tried my best to find something to be called
Anything at all,
But nothing. Sounds. Right.
It all sounds the same to me.
Fighting back tears I know will come,
Inevitably,
As they always do
But it can't happen like this...
I won't lose you...
Not like this...
I refuse
To be called nameless by a thousand different words
That never passed your lips
I would fight them,
Those words
And earn my name
If only to carve it into your heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem