youve got the gift of persuasion.
and ive easily fallen under your spell.
that even when you whisper my name,
i know you're putting me through hell.
its like loving a broken record.
your lips sing the same tune.
if only i could find that strength
to fly me away, out of this monsoon.
i watched as you broke my bridges.
so perfectly arranging my emotions
ill take whats left of my spirit
and drift off into these other oceans.
there will be a new home waiting
one filled with god given serenity
where i should happily stay
for eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you mean........................................................................................ fools.