I fight these wars no one knows,
For so many years having to be strong and alone,
When can I rest?
When can I just sleep all my pain away?
When I can I stop worrying?
Worrying about so many things,
All I want to do is curl up and die,
Die in my little corner,
And know all my worries,
And all my pain,
All my grief,
And all my depressed times fade,
Fade deep into the land on hell,
But when that moment comes,
I just lay in bed and weep,
Weep, weep for hours,
Is my pain never going to end?
Is this life I live ever going to give me a break,
Where I can just lay my head on your chest,
And know that here with you I don’t have worries,
But if I said that I don’t worry,
It would be a lie,
I feel as if I am caught in your past life and your new one,
You want to move on but you cant forget her,
You don’t want to,
But at the same time you do,
So think carefully,
Do you want her?
Or do you want me?
Krystal Brown
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its a very beautiful poem10+++