It all seemed so perfect
When it all began
But now I have moments, where
I feel nothing, feeling lost among the oceans
And its in these moments, I fall victim to mental desertion
It was once all so perfect
Before it become undone,
So now I have these moments
And I’m becoming numb.
Night after night I wish it
Would move on, maybe tomorrow
But I don’t know
Now I’m on the outside, I’m imperfection
But I remember
When it all seemed so perfect
Now I’m on the outside looking in
I wish I could re-wind the tides
Back to those seemingly perfect times
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem