My heart need you.
My eyes can't see you.
As much as I bleed for you,
I can't be with you.
It never stops, theres always more.
When I think of you saying goodbye,
my eyes start to pour.
To think why dont i die.
I know I have to go on.
When your not here.
Even though your gone,
Your memory will always be here.
Through the cold nights.
It may be rough.
It may or may not be right.
I will always want your love.
wrote after my mothers death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem