Every cloud has a silver lining
Even the dark has its bright side
But what's the use of all this love spent on you
If all it boils down to is lust
These proprietary feelings of wanting you
But not loving you enough to stay
It's all wrecking confusion and havoc in my heart
A turbulence deep down my spirit
When do we go deep
When do we know how deep the Abby dips
How long the proprietary feeling sleeps
And when not to cross the line
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem