How do we hurt each other
How do we stab and twist the knife
The pain inflicted can last a life
Do we not feel the pain we inflict
Those we love hurt us most
Yet we hurt whom we love most
Does this cycle never end
Must we always wend
Through paths of giving and receiving hurt
2/9/2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its the love thing and as you so poetically stated, we have no choice and this is the reason we hurt and are hurt by those we love. I have to take the rough with the smooth, we have no choice about that either! lol Smiling at you, Tai