With midnight comes the eve of my heart break.
As the stares gaze down in the hidden reuses of my mind.
Discovering all the secrets I wish I left behind.
If the pain won’t go away.
I can only hope it’s not hear to stay.
For shattered hearts
And tragic loss.
For all the hope I lost along the way
I can only dream of better times another day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem