Feeling as though I have committed a sin
Nothing done wrong
Good byes are an easy thing
Knowing
Good byes are deaths living
Unknown
See why many give up flight
Returning to the carnage they call life
Oh so tempting to return
Only to get out of this current gloom
Where you wrong? Where you right?
Many times the answer lies in flight
Set yourself completely free
If it returns in happiness and progress
It was meant to be
Hold it for eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem