I hate when I'm alone and these thought run through my head
So much pain and turmoil that makes me often dread
The sadness of my end to those that hold me close
And rips apart this heart that keeps me as a host
~2009~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem that shows how you feel. It is as if your poured out the feeling onto this page that can make us feel how you feel