I feel you calling me…
I don’t understand the reason but I know the excuse
Another moment for comfort,
Another moment I’m used…
You’ve drained me…
My ego, pride and self will
Like hostages at ransom with a chance for the kill,
I can’t envision this moment,
I never understood why,
No matter how much I loved you, you still tried to die?
Wasn’t it good enough?
Wasn’t I there?
All that time I spent saving you…
Just to see you don’t care
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem