Nothing I do
Is ever enough for you
You're a cup
Cracked on the bottom
That cannot be filled
A dark hole
Where no diamond will shine
No words can touch
Your eyes too fogged to see
Your heart too polluted
All you know
Are your river of tears
Acres of dirt
In which I drown
In which I struggle
To break free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice, Jackie. I like this!