I ensconce alone in the dark,
But the sunlights creeping in!
I try to reject it!
But I never win!
Happiness always gets the better of me,
True happiness is followed by the fee;
Of heartbreak and shameful sorrow
And the inspirational love we try to follow!
But before that day comes, i'm making the most of it,
For now the fire of my heart it lit!
Burning bright like the sun in the sky
If you should ever leave, my heart is sure to die!
You are the reason theres a smile upon my face,
Everytime I see you my heart begins to race.
Although I know my heart will be broken;
It's worth it for now as my heart has spoken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem