Void, empty, hollow inside
My dreams have fled,
My hopes have died
Existence has no reason
Surviving has no purpose
Life's just passing with each season, year and day
So slowly yet so fast
She was my life, my hope, my love
All is gone, nothing is left
But the empty shell that used to be me
And my love, my life
The hurt is such no one should bear
What's to life, why should I care?
I weep all night for my love gone
My heart is sick, for death I long
Mine eyes well tears for love that's lost
It’s a sickness only time can cure
I'll mourn always for the great cost
But in each day Lord give me hope
Strengthen me so I may cope
Grant me wisdom to help me see
Thy great way and not just me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ahh, I love it! wish I had talent like you.