I think it's amazing that I can't reach you,
What can I do to inevitably beseech you?
I think about this most every single day,
After two months I still haven't found a way,
Your heart doesn't know the meaning of a pardon,
I feel trapped and unable to move on,
My writings lately have been all about this,
Isn't there anything about me you miss?
I want to move forward and continue living,
My life is about love, friendship and giving,
It turns out that you hurt me the most,
I witness you disappearing, becoming a ghost,
There is nothing left for me to repair,
This ending is sad and so very unfair.
2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We're all emotional wrecks.But it becomes sinful if we wallow in self pity allow the tyranny of memory to destroy.Let's move on no matter what.We were born to live this life to the fullest.Congratulations and thank you for sharing.