I am a being in one body, a body made of nothing
But far beneath the surface there lies a hidden heart
It has tried so hard, but is no longer trusting
For my love has been dragged through the mud, shaken, and torn apart
If only I could find a place to hide away my heart
The grief claws into my chest, and shreds my heart to pieces
For I am filled with these emotions
That are more like diseases
If my heart were to be free
It would not stay with me
For I am made of nothing
But if I could find a way
To lock my heart away
Together, we'd be something
I alone am someone without love or power
But when combined with my heart, I begin to flower
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