The words and thoughts fill my mind,
In every shape, form, and kind.
They sneak in and take over,
I can never get closure.
So I write..
With all my might.
Emotions deep inside,
The ones I tend to hide.
Filling the lines,
With these rhymes.
Maybe as I share,
The pain I bare.
I can help another soul,
To become whole,
By knowing they aren, t alone,
As I write and share my poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the poem holds a beautiful thought.