Labels? I don't need anymore labels
I have enough self-inflicted
In life you're pigeon holed, into this, into that.
If you try to do anything different, you're a freak you're ostracized.
Man says I'm a rock, I can withstand anything you throw at me, but without love he is brought to his knees.
That's truth feels the man, but love also has its pains, in arrival and departure.
Love and hate are energies close in nature.
So powerful, love can ruin lives, as can hate.
He reinforces his barriers, barriers built with words, not love, not hate, but fear.
Fear is so strong an emotion, so strong it overpowers all.
He tries to hide, builds barriers higher and higher, until he has no words left to defend himself.
He s been hurt too much, can't you see he's been used by love, used by life that cruelly spat him out?
Abandoned in life's great ocean, the shores of dignity and pride drift from his grasp.
He is caught in life's great tide, to sink or swim, to find an island refuge but they, like love, are few and far between
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem