It's a cold world when your heart is broken.
All your thoughts are always unspoken.
You're afraid to feel.
Waking up alone is insanity.
The pain is relentless and real.
The future is a black hole into the unknown.
I feel as if my heart is no longer my own.
Depression suffocates my mind.
The silence has been loud and unkind.
In darkness I hide my tears.
No length of time can take away my fears.
Maybe someday this will all disappear.
Maybe one-day I'll look in that rear view mirror
and see that road less traveled I've taken.
Then maybe tomorrow I'll take that traveled
road where my heart won't be broken.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem