She remembers thy past when her heart was whole,
knowing that her secrets were yet to be untold.
Wishing for thou special friend to save her,
to know her true internal pain she had been feeling.
Wanting a dearest friend to be at her side, when the world was at its darkest
Her rejected, neglected, broken, soul had been taken from her
to be turned to ashes and be winded away by fates design
She remembers thy past when fate tore thou Angel and her apart
Sinking in the happy, undefined times deep in her heart
Believing that she was living in a world of make believe.
Not knowing that what she was living was pure hell trapped in reality
She remembers thy past when she wished for something real
Wishing for thou angel to return to her and stay at her place
Never to leave her heart that was left for empty space.
Remembering thou times that were meant to be lost
She remembers thy past of thy winter.
Wanting to know why her love had left and why fate had to be cruel
Believing that no one would understand her pain and her loneliness
Asking her self why dost thou will cry?
Because she lives in a world surrounded by lies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
''to be turned to ashes and be winded away by fates design'' i truly love your deep soulful writing. another great piece.