It’s paradise to breath
And it’s hell suffocating in it half assed
Still,
in your self imprisonment
Still in mine
Get away to a safe place
Far from me so I wont have to see you chase
Because I know you will
It’s in your skill,
to court the prey and shortly after
leave her there to wilt
I can fall for you just as wretchedly
if I let you do this now, it will happen
If I leave the revulsion I have contained in me
I will become like all those roses you left behind your stagger
And all my craziness will float around that path
And I will love you stronger than you love me
Only because I let you love me when my self worth cost less than a dime, less than money, than status, lust!
So you will wait and mope around
And I will grow and become more proud
I can love anyone after that
even one that is not you
And I have
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem