And so I thought that this was my luckiest month
my birthmonth to be exact,
I didn't expect that pain is coming
didn't know that I'll be hurting
A month that full of lies and doubts
Coming from the person that I've loved so much
You said goodbye and I cried
Begging for you to comeback
I searched for the reasons why you had to say goodbye
The reasons why you need to say you're sick and tired
Asking myself what I've done
Blaming myself now that you are gone
A month full of lies and doubts
And this is my November pain.
A month full of lies and doubts many of us have experienced longer and longer periods like that.. Thanks for sharing, Maria
Your words truly express your displeasure and pain. Truly, some people come into our lives as lessons. Lessons we need for a better future. We may in one way or another have to let them go to create room for those who should come to come. You write well. Good work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way you write about pain that comes from love. I think you are a very direct poet and I love that. Hoping you post a new poem.