Why do I get hurt whenever I fall in love,
In the end they end up hurting me? ,
When I beg and plead with them to tell me why all I get is silence and laughter back even after all of me that I gave,
I can't feel anything inside expect for pain, agony, longing for someone who may have never really care for me.
Oh, why do I give all I can give,
In the end in return I get hurt? ,
Where is a man who can take me away from this agony pain and make me want to live? ,
Right now I'm tired of feeling this agonizing pain and right now I don't want to feel inside this painful hurt.
This melancholy poem speaks of unrequited love. But more. The poet has deftly woven into it threads of a psychological treatment. This monologue is of a person who is quite self-centered and almost selfish. Lovely treatment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
don't worry but you can't hurry love