The ink seeps through each scar
Why did you run so far
Every second thought is tormenting
You’re my world but my life is ending
Emotions make me suicidal
At least I’m not in denial
When you realize that no one is there
Stranded in the middle of no where
Floating in pain with gritted teeth
You feel her grasp pull you beneath
Just blood, no more tears to shed
Why live when I’m better off dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem