When did it happen
When you quit
Loving me
What was about me
That you wanted to be free
Am I so ugly,
so full of disgrace
That in your heart
I just lost my place
I know there are many
Much better for yea
But tell me just one time
Why did you batter me
The ache in my heart
Throbs with every pulse rate
I try to forget
It comes back with rage
Time is a healer
The wise ones say
Will I have that time
When I do not want to stay
The intense grief of the broken heart is very clearly expressed.. I doubt those wises who say Time is the Healer ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks David and Amitav.....no wonder I am so averse to clichéd phrases and questionable theories