Inner dimensions of my mind,
Rocky crevices I must climb,
Seeking shelter from ugly turmoil,
My feelings toss, my soul boils,
I need serenity mighty quick,
To the curb my miseries kick,
Someone said I should let go,
But if it's time, I do not know,
In the future I can't foresee,
Of her ever forgiving me,
I've waited though my heart does know,
Forgiveness may not ever flow,
And what will I do, I dare say,
Should her heart refuse and stay,
In deep despair and isolation,
That lonely place of desolation,
All I want is for her to attain,
The place where she'll be happy again.
For Laura
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