It hurts when she talks to me,
A spark of hope shocks me,
She says things that hurt and burn,
She can't talk to me,
Cause shes trapped inside my head again,
Last time it took so long to get her out,
To ban her voice and face from my head,
To throw out all the kind words she said,
But like most thoughts shes back again,
So I need to throw her out,
Clean her from my mind,
Because I can't think or act,
I'm stuck longing for her,
For the touch of her skin and the sound of her song,
For the things I'll never have,
When she gets in my head I can't get her out,
I think only of her,
Which makes me forget to breath.......which means I die
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