This is the night that I want to remember
This is also a night that I wish to forget
But it just keep hanging there
Even the past already left me...
He is there... still there... haunting me...
I just want to forget the bitter unsweetened taste
Even the after taste fells terrible
I just want to confess
But my soul just crack by a tiny dust
Then I cry at my laughter
And I feel sick in my smile
Shaking not trembling, , ...
hurt, too deep to explain...
I lost it so many things
But that thing marks me to death.
Already seven years I try to build my hopes
Then wish to forget about the feeling of the after taste of you...
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