Have you ever felt life
Have you ever felt love
Leaking from your fingers
Out of the wrist you've cut
Have you ever known happiness
Only when you bleed
Have you ever seen a blinding light
And prayed that you were dead
Have you ever abandoned life
Because it abandoned you
Have you ever pressed a knife to your wrist
And hoped to God that it would go all the way through
Have you ever sliced a vein
Hoping to bleed to death
Have you ever waken in the dark
Hoping you were dead
I am aware
That you don't know what its like
I just thought I'd tell you
Because this is my life
You're wrong when you said..'you don't know what it's like'. I know what it's like and i feel your every ways. Emotions can take over us, but we have to stay strong. Always. Love this piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There are more ways in Heaven and Earth, for Angels and Mortals, to inflict the final act, to sever the harshness of life in an instant, or for years on end. I have tried, in my own inimitable way, to both reap the immortal or face the shallow death over and over. I feel your pain, I know that shadow you cry out from. I am in that place as well, tortured yet oddly optimistic. This poem is epic in its revelation!