Why fear death
When life its self is a big mess?
You can be broken in the heart
You can be shot
I’m torn apart
You can love but never be happy
So you put a smile on your face
Though you brought this upon your self
Why should I care
That you dare
To hurt me
It doesn’t matter now
I left you when I walked out the door
I may have cried because of the pain
But it will be okay
If I was dead nothing could hurt me
I would be next to my lord
Not feeling like it’s the end of the world
You would be off on your own
With someone else
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This si deep, yet it is also good. Keep up the good work.