I can't go on like this
But what am I supposed to do
When the best part of me
Was always you?
I want to talk
But what am I supposed to say
When I'm here crying
And you're okay?
I've always believed that everything
Happens for a reason
But those words won't stop the bleeding
No matter how much I believe in them.
Right now I'm just trying to
Make sense of what little remains
Because it's worse to feel nothing
Than to feel only pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem