Hold my hand tight
Time is not right
Broken inside but repaired on the outside
How can this happen? ?
Why does this hurt?
You Broke me and just fix me
Fall asleep with me to awake in a dream
The one i have wished for but as i lay there with you
We never will awake again with the bullet in ur head u sleep happily
As i lay there in denial i grab the same gun that made you smile
please just once more hold my hand and fix me as we sleep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love your poem, but i feel it could be stronger if you arranged them into stanzas.