I remember it was not so long ago
That I climbed this rugged mountain.
My heart prodded me to be cautious;
But I listened not,
As I chose to have my heart hold you.
Too blind to see beyond the clouds
I walked through the storm.
A voice deep within me echoed
That my heart was where it belonged,
And this was enough for me to keep going on.
Your voice spoke softly and gently
In what I thought
Was an attempt to reach me.
Encouraged by such emotions,
I kept my blinkers on.
Suddenly, you were a different being,
A stranger sending mixed signals.
The truth I once saw in your eyes
Was naught but deception,
As my heart you broke with intention.
Now I must learn to let go
So that I may descend that very mountain,
As your heart belongs to another.
Yet I will struggle onward,
Even though my heart still holds you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem