I claim to love
But I end u up with crystals;
Pure broken hurtful tumor
For a thank you.
Falls of them flow
Non stop from their spring
Yet I still say I love you
How truthful is my emotions
I never lied to you
And when I do lie
Its just to make you happy
Like a kid without Christmas gift
But father still promises Santa is coming
My lies where honest
And still u find me imperfectly worthy
I am not like every guy
But not so much difference
I won't die but eventually die
But I still will take the bullets
In your place
Am not making empty promises
For your incorruptible love
Already emptied my case
So now am judged but still guilty
Angelic voice; I got none
Am not the type to soothe with words
But yours made my thoughts think this
I love you deeply
But shallow is my well of trust
I don't want your hate
But I feel its getting to late
Clouds of, 'its over'
Is gathering up quicker
But i pray for sunshine
I cry because a lot,
already have their buckets in anticipation
But I swear I don't want to hurt you
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