Wishing that I had someone.
Someone that I can trust.
Trust with all my secrets.
Secrets that tell my soul.
My Soul, that has been broken.
Broken like a vace on the floor.
Lying on the floor wishing,
Wishing that I had someone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To have a friend you must be a friend. I know you've heard that one before. Now read mine - The Bloom of Youth - Adeline