Yeah I’m done
Done with it all
I throw in the towel
Hand in my report
Its all over now
My last heart is broken
My last soul has grown
Yeah I’m done
Done with it all
I have cried
I have learnt
Living is for the young
and I am old
My soul is weary
My legs tired
Yeah I’m done
Done with it all
Dino
•15 years ago
Hey, I read this poem in my searches for inspirational art for tattoos, seeing how I am a tattoo artist in north Georgia, and I saw the picture with this poem. Then I read it and I totally understand how you feel. I have had my heart ripped out and fed back to me. The pain is unbearable. I have a son and he is the only reason I survived it and am still alive today. I havn’t given up on love just yet. I’m in love right now, but I don’t know that it will work because of trust, but reguardless, I love her more than I love life. I just wanted you to know that your voice has been heard and that you should not give up on it.
<3 Dino
hissi
•13 years ago
is there a story behind this poem?