sitting alone
a dark room
thinking of what happened
dreaming of what should've happened.
lost in a world unjust
loosing all hope of returning
waiting for you to say: 'i'm sorry'
do i have to worry?
six months have elapsed
was it real?
was i dreaming?
i'm i lost again? ...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes joe is right, patience surely is virtue....this poem is very beautiful a bit dark with deep thoughts and you surely have the talent to turn feelings into words, keep writting..thanks 10