Pain too overbearing.
Love lost in the times.
I cry for seemingly no reason.
My world hurts so much.
Pull me out of it.
Release me from the suffering and strife.
Destroy what is me.
End my perception.
I cry for everyone.
But not everyone cries for what I see.
Let us end the old world.
Create one anew,
where I can live without this feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem Tim. Love does bite hard sometime or another, best get it over with early imo. But don't let it make you bitter, which I doubt as your final lines suggest. Write it out as you are, I have been doing it for 38 months now! ! ! lol 9 from an expert of love, in all it's forms Tai