Prepare yourself for the worst
The hardest rain is coming down
And you keep feeding me lines
Of the pain you felt inside
Prepare yourself for the worst
This is no piece of cake
I don’t hope to recover myself
I hope to clean myself as i was
Yesterday
And oblivion seems so close
When you through your stoic storm
And suddenly I want to erase
My past and my dark fate
Just answer me, answer now!
It’s not so difficult to see! ! !
Have I changed from what I was?
Or am I unveiling myself
and you never knew me? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
brilliant poetry , i really enjoyed reading it and u certainly am going to read your other poems