i can not tell why it is brusing
why its changing from a healthy shade of pink
to this dark shade of blue
i guess its from the last few years
of being stomped on, kicked, spit at, and being left alone...
these loves have ended for many reasons, some i do not know
its begining to grow darker and darker with each passing day
as my mind slowly fades into darkness and decay
i might as well give up hope, that ill ever find the 'one'
over these months of lonlyness ive come to realize
i might as well be shun
cut off from the rest of the world
a hermit, if you well
left upon some deserted island as i watch the days go by
and hope that i will eventually die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem