I've seen you run both day and night
heard the hours of weeping
yet every time I approach
you turn and run away
You can't fix a broken heart
by talking to yourself all the time
loneliness is not the cure you seek
but it might be part of the problem
You may have been burnt by others
but I am not one of them
I see them hiding in your eyes
tormenting you on the inside
Am ready to listen to you
no matter what time it may be
I would not force you to use them
but for you my ears are always open
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem