Why would I sit here ….. and lie to myself
And act as if I wanna be ….. with someone else
Why would I put on this…… charade for the world
And act as if my heart…… is not broken in two
A storm swept over me……
Slowly, slowly….then suddenly……
Like a car crash, I was knocked to the ground,
Spinning, twisting and smashed around,
Gulping for air, I took a breath….
This is worse than death
The hurt and pain…..
Is keeping me from being happy again
Inside I am dying,
I was free falling relying on fate
I almost heard my spirit break…..
The storm calms to a steady rain…
Love is what I knew had changed
The storm flares up again. I feel like I am going insane…...
This could go on forever…..stopping us from being together….
How did this happen, it was just a fight?
It can take our whole lives to make this right……
I want my love….I want my happiness, not all this terrible sadness..
Love can help me know who I am
Just believe … I was told
and I will be a better man
Osayame Evbuomwan — Copyright ©
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear a friend, I don't know you. But i feel sad for you. Just trust me... there will be a great day after the storm. Please pray for it, God will listen to the one who surrender to Him. Good luck.