here came nightmares
here came screams
here came wrists
and wasted dreams
here came laughter
here came seeping
here came guilt
and peaceful sleeping
here came today
here came sorrow
here came pain
and the end of tomorrows
It makes suicide sound so perfect sometimes. when everything is going wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what can i say? this is great! its makes suicide feel welcoming.