Lost in the dark without a light of actualization,
Every teardropp falls from the eyes to help one ease the pain.
Assumptions of a life does not meet your expectation;
Voids and trenches of a soul that has managed in the rain.
Entangle me with words sharper than the swords of guidance.
Maybe I probably am worse than a disappointment.
Everything goes accordingly for light hearts that dance.
Agonizingly silent ones are buried in torment.
Leaving me would somehow seem better than having you stay.
Out of all the despair and bitterness, I must fare well.
Nullness, emptiness seep through the darkest and saddest day.
Everything could be fine and whole if I could only tell.
A very nice poem, well expressed thoughts to be in solitary, and sometimes being alone we do better. Good write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is how I feel but could never put it into words. Thank you :) its beautiful :)