Searching my soul
stripped after you
I dont know who I am,
or what I want.
Loosing control breaking down
something has to change
no one would live like this.
Why should I?
Seraching again, truley looking
I begin to discover things about me,
qualties I never would have guessed
that I posessed with you around.
Self courage comes back
forgivness also
as I stand back up, smile
and move forward.
We got to move on despite all odds and failures...........nice writes Shay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Filled with the fluid of forward momentum.