The blood,
draining from my cuts,
emptying my body,
freeing my mind,
letting me see everything,
how could I be so blind,
you were there for me,
but I let myself fall,
my friends held me up,
but to me,
they weren't there at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem. It feels like how I felt 2 months ago.....hmmm... I love it..