the new year now begins and almost everything is in the past.
the years seem to go by so fast.
if only the painful memories would go away just as fast as the years.
if only i could stop shedding the hurtful tears.
as the years go on so do the bad thoughts in my mind.
i wish that i could just leave it all behind.i get older and the pain becomes more.
the memories and thoughts leave me sore.
i try to forget it all.
but it is to late my world is ready to fall.
it is a new year which means i am closer to the end.
so i sit here as something falls down my face, its a tear.
i thought it was supposed to be a happy new year.
i guess not for me.
if only everyone else could see.
see what pain these memories bring.
that way they can all stop listening to the angels sing.
it may be a new year.
but it will always be the same old tear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem