I've thought & sighed,
For a part of me has left & died.
The search for an elusive satisfaction;
A desperate call to feel sane.
The first few days,
I was at loss & could not regain,
My eyes would not ignore the grey.
The pain slowly, slyly mastered my mind
& nearly drove me back again.
But I was blind for the Sun was Shining in the Sky,
I unbind, 'cause I was a living lie.
The wounds apparent in their hearts,
guided me backwards to the start.
Nothing but pure hatred
from the reflection my eyes followed,
Spoonfuls of happiness my stomach could not swallow.
I can only sit here & sigh
for a part of me deserves to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so sad but, very well writtened. very creatively showed me a part of you, and how you were feeling. a true poet kind of work i would say.