I cry alone most of the time
I have nonthing to call mine
my heart always hurts its gone
someone took it the day he did me wrong
my heart is in pieces on the floor
I cant find not even one open door
I will fall there is no one to catch me
someday they will look in my eyes and see
the one once there has faded away
now whose safe arms will I stay
I know its time for me to make my own way
its destiny....dreams..and fate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem