I love you just the same as before
I love you and can't myself further go
Can't run away from thoughts of you
Can't go back to past, rewrite the truth
The power of control or will
Can't help me get stronger and reveal
The way out of this prison of sadness
I will die here in the arms of madness
Time heals...well, we will see
For the past years I didn't feel...
The flame burns just as strong
I won't stop it even becoming a monk
I tried to get used, wanted to rebel,
But in my soul like on a dusty shelf
Love rests wounded but powerful still
Just waiting for a time again to be real
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem