looking in your eyes
i see so much
the pain,
the tears you dont cry
hate that burns you deep inside
secrets that you are suffering,
your lips they speak not a word
the scars on your body
show show the pain taken and hidden
so vacant and hollow the eyes become
cold and empty no hope remains
everything has been stolen
reaching out to you,
my reflection
its time we we end this
now we say goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nobody likes the moment of good-byes. Is it difficult to the person that will go away, or still more hurting to the person that will remain? Again another tribulation in the destiny of each one of us....A great write nicely woven. Thanks for sharing.