Tossed and turned
Abruptly burned, by the spark we ignited
Blown away, pieces of me left for everyone to see
Boldly collecting yourself, to be seen
Scared to feel, feel... Let go
Time heals all
So they say
Another day comes, only to disobey
The word, of whom we shall come to an end
Free will is what it is called, thinks he can make us bend
A gift from above
Setting us up, for the rise and fall
Trying to stall because your running out of time
I want you to be mine, oh how I wish you were
Lost track, have you stuck on my mind
Think you have me blind, eyes only for you
As I look to the sky I'll look back down and say oh how I wish I was found
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem