God forgive me for what I’ve done;
I couldn’t leave my home and son,
if only to be your loving, faithful wife,
to keep you from taking your own life.
Leaving me has ripped out my heart;
for eleven years we’ve not been apart.
Now crushed and broken beneath mourn,
battling anger and grief, I feel so torn.
In your comforting presence I felt whole,
now lost memories and dreams fill my soul.
I hate you for throwing away a love so true,
most of all I’m sorry I didn’t say I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem