early morning hours i just cant sleep
my mind goes far and my heart runs deep
you can see it in my eyes i just cant forget
so a late night sweat turns into an early morning breath
with once again the contemplation of death
wishing i can move on but i got no where to go
and i wish i can foget but the process is slow
so slow it burns not to cry
but that stuff i gotta hide real real deep inside
so nobody will ever know
damn then i wonder why i will never ever grow
beautiful write.....shes that flower that you just can't touch.....very nice 10++
'so slow it burns not to cry' My favorite line. I love this poem also. It can relate to me and everyone else in one way or the other. Plus i felt that sensation also.
your work is very fluid, full of emotion. i am surprised to find another poet with ideas so close to mine. keep pouring your emotion into your work. and keep working to not let your emotion get the best of you. your poems are your relaease, take the gift you, ve been given and use it to the best aptitude. keep writing your heartfelt desires instead of giving in to them. another impressive write my friend. Jen
very closely look at self actions.........penned beautifully 10+
yet again, you left me saying wow. very great piece of work, from beginning to end. anyone can relate to this one. how many times we have felt this way, because of numerous reasons, are countless. very wonderful. i love it. you are a great writer!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It feels almost like they've lost a key possession or love in their life, and cannot go on without.