tears

tears

My tears,

They are made of stone.

My heart is broken

And it's your fault.

Can't you see it then?

What are you destroying?

My love for you is over

And yet you won't let me go!

Tears run down my face

I can not anymore.

Just cry.

Announce my grief.

Can't you leave it?

Only one time?!

I beg you:

Let me go. Let me free.

Yeah, not very well, I know ^^ “But well, it's my first poem, if you see it that way ... otherwise I can't really do that ... but maybe you liked it:]Me I would be very happy to receive feedback so that I know what I can do better next time ^^ ... or. must ... oh yes, because of the formatting ... sorry, but there was no other way ... I also don't know why AM changed that ... and who cares; actually the poem is called “lacrimae” and not “tears”, but since there is already an OS with the title, I just took the German translation ... but now I don't have more to tell ^^[/i ]

[i]bye bye, your Isabell