All you did was…blame me…
And wait for me to fall…
Silent whispers…give a shove…
Falling to the floor…
Making love…intent to hurt…
Don’t worry…I’ll not speak a word…
I’m tired of being here…
Won’t wait another year…
Once more I crawl inside my hole…
I take a vow of loneliness…
I’m always never, not no more…
So with that…I take my final bow…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem