Why is it that I never find fulfillment in love?
Am I afraid of commitment?
Afraid to love the 'right' kind of person?
Why do i knowingly cause myself so much pain?
Do I unerringly choose one who cannot return my love?
Is it that I love and thrive on pain?
Does this pain reassure me that Im not yet completely dead?
Millions in the crowd.. jostle for space..
yet my heart stays lonely like an emptied rain-cloud
Wish i could deaden all feelings,
numb all pain...
maybe then id be dead and alive
or maybe tis only death could bring me sweet relief...
i feel like howling out loud
i feel like lashing out
feel like letting out this pain
that festers and eats away my insides
but i will not do any of these..
for i love and hence hide my pain
Some times we try to hard, rush when we should enjoy the moment and build a love thats more solid than a house of cards, we all learn these lessons and their always hard... Andrew 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
our emotion push us to do beyond human contrrol....for when we are in love... we sometimes forget the meaning of real love...God is knows our weakness, though He knows what are strength....your a good poet...write more.... thank you...God bless