So here I go again
wanting to say goodbye
wanting to let go
wanting to hear from you
Closure is what's needed most
but there you go again
spinning in all your madness
manipulation and monotony
I'm still your pawn
as you sit in the corners of my mind
like an empty page
waiting to be written upon
waiting for the book to be closed
the last verse written
the ending made
we are. An unfinished novel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem