Fighting for the one that has your heart
Is worse then having to fight for your life.
It can tear your world apart
And cut just like a knife
But you just can’t help but to try
When they’re your whole purpose
You never let them see you cry
You only show when you fuss
Afraid to let it go
Knowing that your life will never be the same
You finally being to show
That you’re not the one to blame
There comes a day
When you know you have to walk
And go your own way
Tired of his “talk”
It doesn’t mean you’re giving up
Its only showing you’re strong enough to go on
So pack your things up
Its time you start moving on
butiful...life sure goes on, , packing and bundling up memories of long gone days...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Change can bring rebirth in life