Tonight
I am lost in the abyss of my pain
So lost
With out her here
next to my soul
Here today I m all alone
No journey
No where, seems like I cant stare far into the horizon anymore
Shes gone has gone
To another place in her life
Slowly trying to erase my face that is inprinted in heart (or soul)
Know I have to be torn apart from her
The tearing begins
It bleeds invisible drops of me
And her tearing apart
What we so passionately
Made together
weaving together our souls
Hers mine
Together forever we said
But know that special sacrade cloth
Is slowly being torn into pieces
Shredded to pieces
Pieces of her heart and mine
Shredding away by the hurt ful words of our pain
Torn into pieces of beauty
Her beauty my beauty
Our beauty
Like a golden vase made from clay her face
Shattered at the foot of my soul
As we slip away from each other
Know we have a connected power
Our Daughter who keeps us intact
Forever
Yet the tearing continues to shredd
At our souls
Blood everywhere pain
Anger, love, memories
Every where shredds fly away
From my conscious thoughts
I am all torn up to pieces tonight
Inspired by Pablo Neruda's tonight I can write the saddest lines.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem