Currently experiencing withdrawal,
Progress for him,
Devastation for me,
As he walks away,
With my voice shaking,
My heart breaking,
I softly whisper,
“Stay”,
Telling myself not to cry,
Yet I am on the verge of tears,
So I look the other way,
Before turning back to face them,
A plastic smile pasted on,
Laughing away my tears,
Not showing my fears,
So no one hears,
The sad state of my mind,
The happiness I left behind,
When he walked away,
Not knowing,
What I’m not showing,
What I would have given,
To be able,
To ask him,
To stay,
When I walk away from them,
My face falls,
Plastic smile disappearing,
Tears burning my eyes,
I stare at the ground,
Looking for a numb feeling,
Fighting for apathy,
Feeling oh so pathetic,
He does not,
He can not,
Ever,
Know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem