A line has to been drawn
Between the virtual and real world
Or it will really mess your life up
And i mean yours, not mine.
My line has been drawn
Yours has not
I advise you and
Insults are what I get in return.
A quarrel breaks out
Between the two of us
Then between more people
And more.
Then things get complicated
I walk away
I do not see anything
I do not hear anything
Thereafter I break down in tears
That day had already been bad enough
Yet you added on
And so did God.
It didn't just end there
Tears did not soften God's heart
But my tears did not stop either
It went on flowing
Streaming
Dripping
Drop by drop
Til there was no more to cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Crying feels good lol nice poem man