Busted wide open my hearts drips freely
Pain and despair I am down kneeling
Life without you will be short and stout
Long hours of drinking till my liver busts out
I cant hide my feelings holding back tears
I will dropp every dime pounding beer after beer
You cut me deep when you said he was coming
Then twisted the knife when where he would be slumbering
It hurts so bad I don’t know what to do
I fought back the tears that tried to break through
I didn’t want to be involved is what I told myself
I should have left well enough alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The reader is made to feel the pain and frustration here very well Adam. You are applealing to the heart and of course that is the aim of love - even unrequited love. well penned.