The traces of life haven't completely left me yet, but they soon will vanish.
The pain is still there…the hurt still evident.
I don't know how I became a stoic figure of life, but here I am
Life has tramped me in the dirt along with you.
Your feet I felt the most, grinding into me as I was down.
I just want to forget our time together, our brief words
Because that is all there ever was- brief words- but they meant so much.
Words are heavier than any stone and sharper than any stick.
And I need to leave them in the past
And let life trample me instead of you.
So let the traces of life be vanished.
wow, this is so deep, so personal... :) your emotins show through to the very core of your heart, your pain at such a lose. I'm impressed! Graet Write Brianna! ; -) -Kelly.
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I would like to translate this poem
let life trample me instead of you... life's has got heavy feet, for sure.. nice lines