I have nothing to say to you.
My words have died
on my lips
waiting for the moment.
and when they arrived
my speech was sedated
with blurred tact.
and rosy gloss.
This would remain a fight
not worth fighting,
unworthy of its opponents.
This debate will remain
crippled and charred.
And I have nothing to say to you
I have given up.
This is awesome. I can relate so much to this! ! It's like you have just given me the correct description of how I'm feeling @ the moment. Thanks.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Neat poetry