Now I'm stuck in this hellish place with fire and stone
but it's better then being stuck alone
at home thinking of you.
I just can't take this anymore.
I hung myself in-front of the door
my feet dangling above the floor
can you help me now?
can't you help me now?
I don't think so!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deep frustration went uneased.Cool piece aaron.