At loggerheads at all times
Competing for attention all times
He
She
They have taken my place
Feeling safer in their words
Comforted by their arms
Friends no more
But pirates trying to keep a ship a float.
Communicating with others
Technology being your escape en
My prison
The fight always at a finger tip
Within you rip me
En I bleed internally
With no chance of ever recovering
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem