Years gone by, it's not the same
There's no trace of the glowing flames
Instead of the passionate nights we had
Devastation poisoned our bed
With each other we feel like slaves
Here's the time to dig "our grave"
I'm ready to bury every withering rose
I'm ready to bury the history called ours
It's no more a secret
I'm falling to pieces
My heart's turning into stone
I won't be eternally yours
"In the name of love", we live in this violence
We suffocate - in prolonged silence
But it makes no sense to rot in vain
By your deeds our fate engraved…
Honey, this time I just can't forgive
For so long I've swallowed your bullshit
I'm ready to bury every withering rose
I'm ready to bury the history called ours
It's no more a secret
I'm falling to pieces
My heart's turning into stone
I won't be eternally yours
These were our consequences we had to pay....love is pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem