You hear moans behind her bedroom door,
You don't want it to be true-
But we've both been here before.
Don't confirm your suspicions,
It's best to just turn away
Because there's no use in fighting
When you've nothing left to say.
Innocence can be torn with pride
So grit your teeth and close your eyes.
Say goodbye to the girl you once loved,
She's laughing down from the storms above
Where men die and heavy hearts lay to waste
And broken dreams succumb to their fate.
The sadness coming from this poem is very palpable...! you draw your reader into your sorrow. Well done Bryony.10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a brilliant poem on love, depression and sadnesss having touching expression and nice collocation. The last stanza is much impressive. Thanks for sharing.10