Missing so many words
To explain how I feel
Time to make due
And pretend this is real
Dreams hold bigger meanings
Then what we let on
Causing pain and sorrow
But to this torture I’m drawn
I’ve thrown my life away
Because I’ll never have that sky
To call mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are definitely a good writer, I like that your poems aren't exactly happy (well so far from what i've read) but they make you happy because they are so well written and they make you think