sometimes, i just don't want
to be me if being me means
never getting the love i need
loving too much and trusting
too far just to get hurt
all over again, no
i don't think my heart
could take another hurt
i am lonesome for a place
there is a name for it i know
it's difficult to explain but
i know the feeling all too well
it is a kind of nostalgia
for a place i've never been
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this Faith. I think this place sounds wonderful and I've yearned to go there myself at times. Very nice poem. sincerely, Mary