As I lay dying
Everyone acts like they care
They don’t
They hate me
Nothing but hatred feels my blood
My heart
My soul
I wish everyone would just DIE
They are all annoying with their “help”
I have no need for no one
I have no need for living
As I lay here, dying
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your poem its what i feeel.. like i love life sometimes but people think they can help but they have no idea.. <3