My Lost Battle
It's always you I see
when night comes knocking on
my door
It pains me even more
Then it's even done before
Now that I've love you
eternally
and you've made your prints
in my life
I think of you incessantly
Whatever the consequences
may be
I know I should forget
I know you're no longer here
But yet I cannot stop
dreaming
of all the things that were
Your love for me has faded
and vanished
But mine remains forever
pure
I was so sure that I had won
But the battle for you
Was for someone else to win
Poem Translated from Swedish by Jennifer Wellne
Jennifer Wellne is a hobby writer born in 1994. She lives in Karlskoga, Sweden and has never before been published. Ariel Chart will be Jennifer's first credit.
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Poetry