I have become
the worst version of myself.
Haunted by the past,
unable to see the future.
It is you I blame
for my shame.
You are the reason
I have become the
ghost of my mistakes.
You broke my heart.
Caused me disarray.
Sunk me into deep
disconsolation.
Never to return again,
you're miles away.
Have this poem.
May it hurt you
in ways
you didn't know
existed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem