I bleed from the wound your blade made
And I wade through the pool of tears I shed
For all the years I bled
Battered and bruised
Left feeling used
Hold your tongue
Words can't help what you have done
Your time will come
For all the world to see
What you have done to me
For now we will let it be
As time passed too
I can forgive you
It's the best that I can do
very feely and touching lines penned in gloomy silence.... a forgiveness not willingly given, but out of solid goodness....grudgingly gracious i would say....a measure of the hurt and tumult liked yer poem ***
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hold your tongue Words can't help what you have done Your time will come For all the world to see What you have done to me..... Forgiveness.... is the best medicine. if we dont forgive it will destroy us...... God bless you to completely forgive. tony