Adjusting myself to suit your needs
reaping the wrong of your deeds
not saying out loud what i felt
not so sure if i could've dealt
with all the hate i had inside
for you, your body and your pride
Without you i felt bent, torn apart
knowing it was wrong from the start
staring at you i knew too well
that you were hurting me but refused to tell
anyone who asked why
i chased away and silently cried
Alone i sat in my room
with all those feelings of gloom
wishing that i could through them aside
i angrily felt that i had lost my pride
forgiving you, i never can
forgetting you, i am!
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I would like to translate this poem
At times, the compromises, the changes we make to please our lovers, our partners are the wrong compromises and changes. We need to let go. For me, your poem addressed this and I saw it as a message of hope in that this person was moving on, but a painful message of hope. Peace, L&T