The love we had
Was loss in madness
Caused by the anger inside of me
Although the madness
Didn't involved her
But it was too late I've lost her
She was sweet like
The brand of sugar
But sooner and later it
Turned to pity sourness
As the day went past then came the night
I couldn't sleep for the feeling of staying in total darkness
But it was too late I've lost her
Since she departed but the horror of my madness
And her anger and mistrust toward me for not telling her
Or trusting her
I blame no one nor her but myself so i too shall leave
For there is no point of staying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem