Im becoming mentally Insane
Dealing without her is A major Pain
My days seem Shorter
All meaningless, out of Order
Being without that voice its killing me Inside
If only shed come back to me and let me have a Ride
A ride on the train that will take me to the End
Ill never see anything after that one and final Bend
Once ive loved her shell leave me to Die
Ill ride the train to the end while I Cry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know what your saying, when your in love nothing else matters.