When your heart is breaking and I need to find my soul
Only in my dark refuge can I maybe fill this hole
My heart is breaking to the point where it doth feel the pain
Feeling all this loneliness is like blood lost from the vein
Wish I was as hard as wood so the does not feel so bad
Then I know perhaps maybe I would feel so glad
This is not the case now like a butterfly with out its fragile wings
Only in gods glory would my heart still sing
My body is so weak from fighting all the time
Can you not hear my heartbeat beating like a chime
When the chiming stops and their is silence their within
Knowing that ones life is hanging by a string
Fragile petals on a flower fighting for its life
As the cold wind blows and cuts into it like a knife
Birds are flying south now for the heat of the sun
Not like the hunted wild fowl fleeing from the gun
Never mind this banter of me letting off my steam
Maybe If I think of life let it float by like the flowing of a stream
Then this hurt would flow away to another age
Like turning of a life story and writing another page
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem