The past few days
I had horrendous dreams
A fear of losing you
Trepidation of life without you.
Soreness might lessen
Ache of heart will remain
Even if I fortitude to live
The heart of mine
May heal with time
But the scar will remained
Until my cadaver, dissipate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem