I have a saying that goes unheard,
a vision that goes unseen,
and accomplishments that go unnoticed
but no matter how nonexistent I may seem,
I know you can feel me
and I will make you suffer for denying it
The world may seem big but it's really small
and you will run into me every where you go
and when our shoulders touch
I will make you fall to the ground,
regreting ever denying me
You may think you've won
you may think you have the upper hand
but I have the blade to cut that hand
and when you're covered in the denial you call blood
you'll wish your hand was not at as nonexistent
as you made me out to be
I can hurt you as much as you hurt me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was pretty sad. I loved how you expressed your feelings, but I know this person must have really hurt you to make you feel like this. That really stinks.