Cast torn upon the roadside
Lying broken in contemplation
Thoughts flowing through my head
My heart torn in two places
a life tugged in dfferent directions
Two opposite ends of the earth
The truth is one cannot heal
for as one heals the other is destroyed
In different places
the pain seeps through
We are born with a perpetual wound, those who are healed, do not see the real world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There will always be a scar where something is torn away.... good poem - deep.