I am tired of being heart broken
I feel exasperation that this soreness in my heart
refuses to go away
I am drained that I fiercely long to feel better
and I am not for reasons I cannot comprehend
Some days the warmth of the sun brightens up my heart
And I feel delighted that the pain seems to be start subsiding
Gently easing off from my soul
Only for it to come back sharply
the nostalgy once again rapturing my heart
When will my healing start?
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