failing to exhale these poisenous thoughts
hearing your words knowing their never lost
wasting away my time wanting you voice
and nobody realizes this is my choice
this is like a sweet redemption
saving me from my own lost intentions
just wanting you to know that im always here
and i know that deep down you have those fears
of losing me lost inside of my soul
and lost i am not only you will ever know
kuz somewhere there in the palm of your hand
is a key baried deep in the warm sunlit sand
and surely you know that its to my heart
and lost i am not my life is about to start
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem