Life is a hard struggle
a war against regret
fight for forgiveness or to forget
somewhere along the way I lost myself
I used to know what life was about
used to be life was about growing up
not growing apart
used to be life was a sunshine dream
not a cold hard knife in the heart
things aren't how their supposed to be
Once I was happy
it was stolen from me
once I was happy
it was stolen from me
Once I was happy
ONCE! ! !
summers at an end
harsh winter's come
hard leaves will fall
and show I'm not that strong at all
weakness wets my eyes
I'm not the man you think I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad lament that was well written showing much expression of feelings of loss in the poem. Thanks for sharing. Ravensong