Oh! Hello there, been out looking for you
I’m in trouble, and don’t know what to do
Got things wrong, when I was left on my own
The mind can play tricks, when it’s all alone
Need to get away, just for a short break
Hand written notes is one thing I won’t take
Needing to speak to HER, to hear HER voice
On the ‘phone, or face to face, it’s HER choice
Did not do this wrong out of sheer badness
Done it as my heart was full of sadness
Leaving me alone when my mood was black
So that was a way of hitting you back
Not a word said as you walked out the door
When I was down and crying on the floor
You closed your eyes so that you did not see
That’s why it’s over between you and me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good morning David. You captured the pain and the process of a broken heart. Good read. Loyd