So much green
Everywhere
I write with pencil
To create permanent with pen
Blue black ink bleeding on my page
Bo one wants a broken heart
But how can it break if it was never fixed?
Broken hearts hurt
Though they make you stronger
Let it flow
Away from you into an empty space
Into nothing
Don’t carry around the baggage
And learn to forgive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem