I'm burning all my bridges and I'm running out of time
If I'd had just one more minute I could have somehow made you mine,
But as it is, im broken and im falling to the ground,
Im weightless, empty, and nothing I say makes a sound.
Baby please tell me that you want me so maybe this writers block will ease.
There was a time I would have told you that without you i cant breathe.
Oh but darling my ego is fragile and its only getting worse.
These easy words and my cruel detachment is my long suffered curse
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem