There aren’t enough words, to describe this reality
As I try to tap the words, into this damned poetry
When a realisation of oneself, comes crashing home
Almost written yet so unread, in my very own tome
It took so damn long yet I finally got it, now today
And how I wish I knew the words, to somehow say
Took so very long but I know how, I should assert
Of how sorry I am, for those I loved and those I hurt
Behind the bottle I drink and the tears, that I so shed
Upon an uncertain pathway unpaved, that’s to tread
Missing the very one, that touched my soul so deeply
And how much I wish, I could now explain truthfully
The anger that tore myself, apart and for what is left
This bleeding heart beating, that still is never so bereft
Warmth, love and kindness and again, understanding
The one thing I lacked, through all the years of living
How foolish one can be, until the one thing he looses
I loved deeply so much and thundered, in bleeding roses
Self obsessed passions and obligations, before thought
Of how my actions would destroy, what was so brought
To smother in my rage and passion of this man to such
Brought so to my heart and how I treasured, too much
That it is I’ve lost the one thing, that made my soul sing
Rise every morning and kid myself away, from the sting
And repeat in my mind the lessons, I didn’t know then
And tell myself that it’s time, I need to consider when
I, the man, to present myself, the one who finally learnt
And never took heed of the warnings, until I was burnt
Burnt toward the one I loved and will never again hold
So to the devil my tethered soul, should be forever sold
That’s no good if I’m ever to become a man, I need to be
And toward a future with your memories, I can now see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem