You realize you are alone.
Thats when you realize it becomes easier to hurt someone.
You realize there is no one to comfort you.
Thats when you realize your not the only one who sits in their bedroom, writing their feelings, but the words on the page can not represent the words you are screaming.
Thats when you realize, you realize, you realize rags or riches we are all hurting, all hurting alone.
With no one to comfort me or you.
With no one to comfort us but these words on this page that some how absorbs the abuse.
With no one to comfort me or you. With no one to comfort us but these words on this page that some how absorbs the abuse...ya realization is must and that must come from within... beautifull subject with so much matured vision... o loved it....10 read mine.. you go alone... donot garland me.... as friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem! ! Keep writting!