Does a heart need another - to feel complete?
Does a life need to be busy - to be fullfilled?
Does a lover need to be with you constantly - to be true?
Do lives need to be adjascent - to feel intertwined?
Why in a crowd, does one feel alone?
Why is control so important - the alternative so frightening?
Why do love songs and happy ever after's - often talk of others?
Why is it that life seems pityfully sad?
Why does everyone else seem happy - when in sadness you look around?
Bodies racked full of heartache, broken dreams,
Depth and intensity of feeling - grief / loss, let downs / broken plans,
Tears, Too easily come - Frustration? Or all of the above?
I so pray for better times,
To have someone special to hold, that's not taken away....
To feel that life for once is not only kind.... But stays kind! !
'Praps this is as good as it gets?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem