My whole body years for true love from another
The safety, the truth, and the connection of souls
For somebody to see it all and to accept, even value it
Without love I feel like my life is missing a vital bit
I have been so confused by my dream for love
What is it that I need to feel complete?
Will it be enough to soothe my soul?
But to rely on another seems a dangerous goal
Around me I see love: between parent and child, between lovers
But I cannot believe either are possible for me
I have found no suggestion in this world that I will be rescued
And I do not think I can win my own internal feud
The evidence for this is clearly laid out in memories
The feelings I felt in reality are so different to my dreams
To overcome this requires more than most people can do
As a part of me screams everyone eventually leaves you
My greatest fear is that I am destined for a life without love
My question to you, is it really a life at all?
For me it is all pretty meaningless, so very grey
And without the colour love brings I am not sure I want to stay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem