Our joy is shredded, and our hearts are ripped apart
These words are embedded, while these wounds are carved
Lives that have come crashing down; lives that wear a frown
Neighborhoods with no houses; thorns without a rose
Marriages with no propose
This is a part of life, as it will always be
One day you’ll learn for yourself; one day you will see
Just how torn I am being
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is alot of emotion in it. It is really good.