Would I ever be able to find
A love so big and so great
That can make the world vanish from my mind
And break in half the whole sky?
Is love destined to me?
I'm tired of suffering is this agony.
Living without love hurts too much.
I can no longer take it.
(2/7/2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is an inside job when one learns to love oneself all other love follows. I think this is a truely honest poem and I thank you for writing it.