And that's how it hits.
One day, you wake up, wishing you hadn't.
Eat breakfast, wishing you'd just starve.
Driving to school, wishing you'd crash.
Falling down the stairs, hoping you'll die.
And that's how it hits you. Suddenly, painfully, and totally uncontrollable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An emotion packed poem, a great write.