I know what pain feel like.
Its how I live my life.
Im good at pretending to be okey.
When nothing is alright.
Im good at hiding these crimson tears.
And faking this smile.
Love will return to me someday.
But I might have to wait for awhile.
Im filled to the brim with the ghosts of my past.
Im haunted by self doubts.
I look in the mirror and see a monster.
But i know its just myself.
I dont know what to do when im so broken.
My heart is a hollow place within my chest.
Blood stains mark my shirt.
A red rose blooms on my breast.
And I wear this sleeve of misery.
Black and red with regret.
The angel inside me vanished.
Along with the heart I had.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very deep, and so full of emotion. As always great poem.