Madnessly it beats, this barb wired heart
Confused, restless about the imaginary part
The insanity, for I'm weary of my thought
As sleep, it was all for naught..
Confidence struggles, to find what's lost
To hope, to rely, to believe at any cost
To rebuild, for what crumbled this trust
As pain, it always feels unjust..
Finding the trust again, my first priority
I'd do all, even against my pride and dignity
To trust in you, for I've seen my soul
As love, it needs trust to be completely whole..
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I would like to translate this poem
Your love poerty is very thought provoking Rick. Be true to love just plain and simple without all the baggage that our egos sometime add to it and you will be surprised at what you'll find.