My heart is broken
Is this meant to be?
I'm going in circles,
Please help me.
I am aching for you
Can't you see?
My tears are falling
Please help me.
I've seen you in my future,
As far away as the sea,
Or maybe I'm just floating away,
Please help me.
The books I've read have only been lies,
Reality shoots me like a dart,
Seeing in believing,
Please help me mend my broken heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sensitive. I like your poem. I am curious though? What books have only been lies? Are they real, or just part of your poem? Deborah Cromer