Not waiting to be hurt again
I hurt myself
In the most unjust way.
Not wanting to be hurt again
I direct the pain
To strike me in the most painful way.
Never tired of grief
I grieve for what I've lost
Losing it one more time.
By Peter Stavropoulos
(Written 1989, Before S-)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I grieve for what I've lost losing it one more time, will not make any difference.