every relationship you've ever had
Ended up turning bad
Everyone, all of them, broke your heart
good ones or bad ones, you just can't tell them apart
right now your heart is covered in rust
so when a good one comes around you refuse to trust
and that is the saddest part of all
because quit you they will and once again you'll bawl
but you won't realize how good he was, his motives you had to mistrust
and now there's another layer on your heart, another layer of rust
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is rhythmic and quite insightful. Words poetically weaved to paint a picture of how we respond to issues judging with our past experiences. A great piece.
Thanks for your positive comments on my poem Rust.