The thunder I saw in her eyes
The rain that I saw being pour
Her disgust I could feel
I saw her soul turn sour.
You weren't the only thing she lost that day
Her faith in others was lost too
She hated others from that day onwards
And the first thing she hated was you
Her belief that you would not be the one to break her,
Has now turned into a pile of shattered glass
But it is said that people you come to wipe your tear,
Stab you again, alas!
Even if you could justify your own guilt
Never forget the fact that you were
Someone she had trusted blindly
And now someone who has broken her.
Emotional, sure! But betrayal hurts! It does. Good work, Miss Grace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very powerful poem, Miss Grace Bravo! ! ! !