Your certain
we'd fall apart
your sure
there is no chance
but will you not give me this one last dance?
why all the excuses
when it comes to our goodbyes
just do it
just say it
explain to me
what your afraid to admit
those eyes of yours
insulting me
as I walk down to the garden
I try but I know there's no way I can harden
so go ahead
do your worst
nothing compares
to this never-ending curse
this infinite wait
you insist
this is for the best
except I know better
write me- a scarlet letter
telling me
how much you don't care
just too do it fast- this sensation is too much to bear
It overwhelms
It conquers
yet I can distinguish these fears
for I
deep down
see what doesn't appear
I am your shadow
of opposite light
don't doom me to a fate- you know isn't right
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem