Your're the one that is meant to understand,
My worries, my strifes and fears,
But your words of solace fall shallow on my ears,
To madden my grief so I slowly drown in tears,
I am ill, my heart is sickened black,
Loneliness breeds my flaming insanity,
which comes and goes like flickering flames,
If you had heard between my words, would understand me? ,
Love proclaimed to cure all hurt, all ills,
Then how is it I am left misunderstood, in pain? ,
I am wounded and now dangerous with my cutting words,
Anger and tongue forged as hilt and blade to maim,
You can never save me, no matter how much you love,
I built those diamond walls always so beautiful and cold,
To preserve and to protect so I couldn't hear you,
So you couldn't understand me, even when you were told,
I am sorry my love that you can not understand,
I am sorry I sort to wash you in my all of my pain,
I am sorry I was selfish, with my wanton need,
My lonely soul, its true, cries even to drown the rain,
I only sort the comfort that I thought entitled to me,
And shield myself in feelings that were rich and grand,
You cannot save me, I must grow my own white wings,
I am sorry, I realise now, it was me who did not understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem