In the way out, we hurt and we get hurt
In the way out many feelings tear us apart
The last thing we say is good bye
Although we wish we could one more time try
The ground is falling beneath
And we just can’t breath
But we walk away
Even though we pray
Something would hold us back
Bring the tear, bring the laugh
Broken hearts we hold
Empty promises we told
But eventually we move on
If we couldn’t we remain strong
For the way out of love
For some can never be found
Words are good but could have been better...And the emotions, they are absolutely perfect.. Kip writing. God bless you dear! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There surely will always be a way out.