You were quiet
But your eyes were filled with stories
They were filled with tales of your past
They were filled with
Promises and vows broken
They were filled with the 'no more'
They were filled with the 'I could have'
They are filled with the 'i want' a new life
You said you tired
Tired of the bruses
Tired of sleeping with a bleeding heart
Angry
Tired
Bottled up
You wanna explode but you keeping it in
Having but a Silent dialogue between mind and heart
Crying silently on your own
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad but yet such a lovely piece. Thanks for sharing