Twas the night before Christmas
When I’d carry out my wish
In a relaxing hot bath
I’d cut both my wrists
This time I’ll succeed
I’ve planned with such care
Either heaven or hell
Soon I’d be there
My problems and worries
will no longer matter
My tormented life memoirs
written in blood spatter
I understand how it feels to want to end it all because I tried once. I like your poem. It has a good flow, rhyme, message and it catches and holds my attention. It is a very well written poem that comes from a deep place. It is very sad and tortured, I enjoyed reading it and I like that it is heavy with meaning. I give it a 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wish u will free in this earth life before that ethereal one... Let your fears go n fly as u were a free bird_soul