Thoughts still linger about me and you
used to be's and memories
they seem to exist in a fantasy
but yet they were so true
like scattered glass is how my heart felt
when you told me 'sorry babe there is someone else'
my dreams were broken till below the belt
like scattered glass is how my heart felt
sacrifices had to be made
to form me
the best me i could be
trough tears and pain
i found my way
for a perfect life
here to stay
I made it trough
Im whole again
and that feeling i had is gone
just a once upon a broken dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sad but well written thanks for the read. Regards Dave T