Questions?
I need answers.
Will they ever come?
Is it all in vain?
I grow weary.
The knees are weak.
I am told to wait.
I examine me.
I fall short.
I need you.
Alone I am nothing.
You make sense to me in a sensless world.
I really liked this poem. It's full of tension, reminding me of old loves I almost had. Maria
WOW... that is great. I love it! great job I know exactlly how you feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i lOVE IT BRING ON THE PASSION