How am I supposed to get you off my mind? When something goes wrong and it feels as if I’m at the end of my rope. On the edge of my existence, I see you. Or at least this memory of you. I’m not writing this for pity. I don’t even plan for anyone to read this. But sometimes when u need to talk.. and no one’s there….there’s this. No not just some random computer, but something to write with, some way to incorporate this pain that I’ve felt.
Some say you can be standing in the middle of a room full of people and still feel as if you’re the only one there. But they can’t describe the loneliness and the feeling of loss and emptiness in the pit of your stomach. Of your heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem