My head's exploding,
My hearts letting go.
I'm a house of walls covered in pain,
My problem is I don't want to fix things.
Just want to repair.
The feeling is exasperating.
Wish to run but...but.... I just
Can't run away from myself.
I see bronze in gold,
It glitters no more.
Say I'm great,
That I know verily I do.
Feels like am letting go,
These hands are tired of holding on.
Yes! It's true,
I'll keep on
I know God ain't dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem