I woke up alone
Silence is the phone.
Alone I walk
Alone I talk
Alonw I run.
This Life isn't fun
My love left
My heart has a cleft.
Like a spray of flowers dies after a few days.
Your love for me is dead.´
I will die alone
Because I no longer have the company of yours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, I guess being alone can be hard and a broken heart takes time to heal...but there are ways of helping it heal :)