I’m walking on the broken glass,
Each step more painful than the last.
But I smashed the life that I live,
Now myself, I can not forgive.
Blacker the body, blacker the mind,
Stuck once, struck twice, you left me behind.
Just the dirt you sweep on the floor,
Leave me to decay, it’s me you ignore.
Screaming where the sound won’t travel,
Tangled thoughts which I must unravel.
Corrupted personality,
Restoring my mentality…
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I would like to translate this poem