Borders translated by Ann Wood
BORDERSThere are limits in love -
several unwritten laws.
Then? Then follows the abyss.
Fall - without going back up.
Everything has a limit -
and compromises and forgiveness.
Then somehow it goes by inertia-
you wonder if you still love !?
There are limits to love,
then there is nothing left -
only anger and pain and sorrow,
ashes in an extinguished hearth.
If you cross the border - and beyond -
there is no going back ..
No matter how hard you look, there is no way
and there is nothing in the heart anymore ..
Many compromises are scars.
Over time, they do not stop bleeding.
Between them - you have lost yourself.
The boundaries of love hurt!
D Dimitrova
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-01-15 at 19:57
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