Every time I thought about him my heart was torn to shreds,
My eyes repeatedly shed tears of sorrow.
I thought of hurting others so that I could feel alive.
But it didn't happen, my heart crumbled,
I didn't wish to be touched by anyone....
I did not want your pity, or your sympathy.
Encased in ice, with many opened wounds, my heart, even now,
still beats.
Never to be seen, or touched by the living......or the dead.
Love the intensity and the imagery. thanks for sharing- shannon
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I would like to translate this poem
This poem beholds a very powerful message, love the metaphoric description, definatly a very lovely poem indeed