Something in me has died
No matter how hard I cried
I can’t seem to find the answer
To this incurable cancer
It’s eating away at my heart
And it’s too late to make a new start
I feel like I’m marooned at the edge of the earth
Clinging to memories for whatever that’s worth
Am I at the crossroads of my life?
Where every pretense is cut with a knife
I was always the one you came running to
Now the opposite it’s true
I feel heartaches oozing out my back door
Hiding in shadows swept under the floor
I’m not a magician to make problems disappear
I can’t pretend to hide the pain that I fear
I didn’t want you to suffer from my mistakes
Cause I’m no good at handling others heartaches
I’m in a place where thoughts and feelings collide
I didn’t want your heart to go on a crazy carpet ride
I possess a weak smile disguised as sadness
Have I rolled the dice in this life of madness
And the prize is but utter loneliness
Such a subtle difference between hope and emptiness
Something in me has died
What was inside is now outside
My spirit seems fried
Did I commit social suicide
I've been swallowed by a black hole
Caving away the core of my soul
And I have no hope of when this will end
Is there a need for my last will to be penned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem