You say the words…
But…do you know what they mean…?
I’ve been trying to tell you something…
Since before the start of time…! ! !
There has to be a reason…
For this sharp thorned creeping vine…! ! !
Do you know what your going…?
Do you even care…?
Cus…without you…
There is no air…! ! !
I may as well…end it…now…! ! !
Instead of hanging here…! ! !
Cus…when you said those words…
…I thought I had died…but…I’m still here…! ! !
Hanging onto you…
And… I WONT let go…not now…not ever…! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem