I suck up all the good around me
and focus it within
I try to feel something warm
yet it turns to cold once I begin
There is no word for what I've become
some twisted nether void of love
Always giving, never receiving
Always wanting, but always left bleeding
I may be a monster
but i say to hell with your blame
I lived for only your happiness, lets see how you'd turn out
If only you'd done the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I try to feel something warm yet it turns to cold once I begin..............and thats the wonder of nature by self inebration, wonderful write by imagery as day and night contradicting,10++, thanks for sharing