How can I continue to walk
When my heart is dead
How can i continue to talk,
When my soul is so cold
Love killed me
Yet I still walk and talk
But I know not
Whether I’m dead or alive
Its ridiculous how love can make us sore to our highest heights and on the other hand takes to lows we sometimes think will never end...but have faith, somewhere somehow you will get through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Were you heartbroken charlotte?