So tormented I forget to show.
What little heart I had left to grow.
Upon your trees of never green.
Between your words that sounds so mean.
You chase the one you pushed away.
Say she had something more to say.
You've sewn her lips shut tight.
But she pushes on with every ounce of might.
Her scars from you may haunt her past.
The never loving memories of your lust.
Her eyes shine fear. Her head with anger.
As you feel fine putting her in your own danger.
Man in the mirror, what have you been.
But a monster, shallow, wearing a fake half hearted grin.
Maybe your time to change will come to be.
But for once in your life, you'll forever live without me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem