</>I lost my life,
my life was you,
I never knew that I'd lose myself,
by leaving you,
my heart grew vines,
which attached to you,
thorns stabbing through,
keeping me with you,
but then one day,
I got lost in the rain,
confused I looked,
for the mazes main gate,
oblivious for days,
until finally the pain,
had etched its way through,
my soul bled out,
longing for you,
but ignoring my pleads,
as I'd ignored you,
I was left to cry,
in my self given grief,
I lost myself when I let go of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very deep sentiment that I can identify with- I can relate to this poem- well written and straightforward.