SiTTiN HeRe As I StRuGGLe To WrItE ThIs PoEm
ThE WoRdS SeEm To Be ScRaMBLeD In My MiNd
TrYnG To MaKe It FLoW
BuT I HaVe No DiReCtIoN To Go
I FEeL PoWeRLeSs
LoSt ThE OnLi PeRsOn I EvEr GaVe EvErYThInG Up FoR
LoSt LyFe It SeLf
I TrY To ReMaIn In HeR LyFe NeVeR LeTTiNg Go
BuH ShE SeEmS To ALrEdY HaVe LeT Go
I DoNt UnDeRsTaNd WhY
WhY ThIs HaPPeNeD To Me
I FeEL LiKe Im BeInG FoRcEd To GiVe Up
BuH Me..I WoNt EvEr GiVe Up
Im ToO StRoNg To GiVe Up
EvEn ThOuGh YoU MiGhT ThInK Of A WaY To CoMpReSs US
YoU FaIL To SeE ThAt ThE LoVe We HaVe CaN'T EvEr Be CoMpReSsEd
It WiLL CoNtInUe To RiSe
AnD WhEn YoU ReALiZe EvErYtHiNg
I HoPe It WiLL NoT Be ToO LaTe..
I HaVe No MoRe WoRdS tO WrItE
At ThIs MoMeNt I JuSt WaNt To CoNtInUe tO FiGhT
At LeAsT FoR WhAt I KnO' Is RiGhT
BuH FoR NoW I MuSt SaY.... GoOdNiGhT
That was really good. You're right it's always better to fight. Good write.
very nice i love how you typed this poem very thoughtful If you get time can you please read Warnings and sayings and chapters of life thank you so much.. god bless
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I would like to translate this poem
she certainly did realize when it was too late....that's usually how it goes and I can bet it all that she lives with that regret til this day. I'm certain she has yet to find anybody quite like you....