The poems I write
I don't write to impress
I write to relive stress
To remove pain from a frown hidden by a fake smile
In hopes of a day too truly smile
Fear that the day will never come
Because the pain is so strong
I'm lost in this darkest that I feel so alone
My body is here but my mind is gone
Never can comprehend way I act so thug
I guess all I want is to be loved again
Now you know the pain behind my fake smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Great Imagination, Curtis. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks