What is left for me to do?
My heart torn, feeling bloody blue.
There no sun to light my sky...
No moonlight to bring in my tide.
No one can hear, but im screaming!
yet appear as though i'm dreaming.
i'm breaking up, im losing grip..on everything i used to know.
Laid bare, broken, stripped and open; with no place i long to go.
But i'll smile for you and make you laugh in effort to forget the past.
i cannot run, i cannot hide and Lord knows i have no pride.
But i'll suck it up and bare my teeth to hide whats really all beneath
The jokes the laughs and everything else,
Cause all i can ever be is me...myself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's so hard to 'forget' the past........we all have trouble with this! Very nice poem. Sincerely, Mary