I first got my heart broken
when I was twelve,
wasn't quite the age
in something stupid to delve.
First time it broke into two
second time in a few
third time in millions
and fourth time in billions.
I couldn't care less
about picking the pieces.
You know, it hurts.
But I've got addicted to
A certain kind of sadness
A certain kind of pain
And
my senses ready to burst.
…
I wish
I choke on my love for you
and die
without blinking an eye.
I know you wouldn't mind
‘coz you're the devil in disguise.
I want you to live my life
the way I live it for you.
I want you to see you
through my eyes.
I want you to be me for a day
and see how painful it is to love you.
You'll see my words are not lies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem thank you for sharing