In the voice of the wind.
My heart calls-
but the only answer it hears
is my own...
How did I come to love one-
who never can love back?
How did I give another such right-
To break my spirit,
and tear up my soul?
Help me Jesus,
for I'm sinking fast...
Please give me an answer-
As my heart can't grasp the pain-
that's inflicted.
And the depth of it all...
Everytime I whisper to the wind-
To return
My Love,
to me....
Would I ever be worthy-
To know such joy?
Can laughter ever greet my ears?
Or only tears fill my eyes?
Is it ever possible,
That one...
Somewhere...
Could....
Ever love 'Me'?
laygxo 09-09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is always that someone around.