It's getting harder now,
I can barely breathe.
My face you've long but since forgoten,
My voice has faded in your dreams,
and you forgot my scars or how I got them.
It's getting harder now,
I can't fall asleep with out thinking of you.
The feelng of your lips I haven't forgoten
You voice is still fresh in mind,
and your scars and how you got them are still clear to me.
It's getting harder now,
I can barely live.
You face, is something I should forget,
Our memories are something burned,
and the scars you left behind are still bleeding.
It's getting harder now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
something I should forget, good poem. I invite you to read my poems and comment.