There just had to be a cure
oh yes indeed there surely was
my lost mind it told me so
as the voices whispered softly...
'your soul won't cry forever
passions sting will one day end
no more will she linger in the shadows
or forever keep you awake at night'
So the cure for love's pain
is simple as death you see
with the final sleep it simply goes
or so I was once led to believe
So off to rest gratefully I went
only to have her ghost awaken me
sweetly taunting me, proving yet again
the eternity of love and heartache
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
heartfelt wording! nice! 10+