Why do you behave the way you do?
Does the way I feel mean nothing to you?
Why should I then, keep awake all night?
Thinking and pondering about who is right...
One moment you are eager, and I mean the world
The next you're far, like a flown away bird
Some days just pass only talking to you
Other weeks I wait for even a word or two
Just tell me if I matter, right here in my face
So I'll know what to do, whatever be the case
And please use words, they might be harsh
Cos this silence kills me, rips my heart
Whatever may be, just tell me straight
Don't sit there like a coward, don't make me wait!
Speak up my love, and kill me with a blow
Just don't let this silence, murder me slow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, W. D. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks