My tears are rivers of sadness that never seam to loose stream. I only wish the stream would run dry.The tears that flow down my face with fear of not knowing who or what my heart is made of.I feel as my body walks this earth with know purpose.Other then feeling the deep pain weighing in on my soul.How much does ones soul must indue to seek happnies.So may my fears and tears be taken from me like a wond..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem