A slice upon a wrist.
Blood pours out of reopened wounds,
pooling onto the floor of a darken room.
Drifting in and out of the shadows of the mind.
Falling deeper into the abyss of despair.
Trapped in a world where misery and pain reign.
Feeling torn apart by the suffocating pain.
Drifting closer to the edge of insanity.
The soul shatters to a million pieces,
body becoming numb.
Slowly fading from reality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome piece of writing. Totally blown away by it. Either authentic, or mesmerising empathy. I literally held my breath when i read it.