I just don't know the answers
So stop screaming in my face
Why do you keep coming to me
When all i want is space?
What can i say to you
To make you understand
To make the words less hurtful
To stop the stinging from your hand
Scars I never wanted
Just seem to appear
With every scream and every curse
And every single tear
Sleeping all day,
Wanting these dreams to never end
Of a time so long ago
When all I wanted was to be your friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow... this made me almost cry... this screams my childhood, well with my mom. this is exceptional... I am at a loss of words. Saint said it outsanding job with this. I will add it to my favs. Becca