ill be o.k
im used to the pain
life is like a bitter pill
it can be used to help or
ultimately kill
i can accept fate
i can accept death
try not to breathe
it significantly reduces pain
im sorry to some extent
but i wont lay down my heart
for it is not there
im used to being cold,
after so long it makes for
a beautiful view
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem