I want to stop and breathe reflex upon myself
No drugs no trips away from everyone
Feeling free, looking at life
Thinking is this really me?
Is this me with the blood shot eyes
Cuts on my wrist
Depressed emotions taking over me
My only freedom is my sleep
And that's because I dream of never waking up
And being set free
Being set free from my friends and family
Oh how nice it would to be never seen again
To never feel an emotion but to feel like
My souls floating away from my body
One day you'll see ill be in the death seat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem