Just because I’ve been hurt
by someone who treated me like dirt
doesn’t mean I’m going to die,
not when I don’t know the reason why.
Through my heart a sword has been deeply thrust
letting memories bleed to extinguish the once raging lust.
But like a phoenix rising from an eternal flame
I shall overcome and learn to push away that pain.
Let the river of life lead me to ventures new
where the sun shines, and the sky is always blue.
Never again will darkness shadow my life.
Brighter still for she did not become my wife.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem