To be the reason,
someone wakes in the morning,
is an irreplacable feeling.
To have unconditional love,
is meaningful.
To love someone through your lifetime,
is rare.
So many faux loves exhist in the world,
so much infatuation.
But I have loved deeper,
then most could imagine.
I have embraced more passionatley,
then some ever will.
I have cherrished few in this life,
I will love only so many.
Forgiveness is wired through my DNA,
hopelessness is inevitable.
I drench my body in blood,
seeking some sort of relief.
The kindness in my heart,
lay frozen that night.
I have never not shown sympathy towards one, and only one.
Pushed to the edge of sanity,
the wall had been penitrated.
Forgivness was impossible, unthinkable.
Sarcasm and tears, were primary,
manditory.
No matter the alcohol in my blood,
it is natural to feel pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem