He’s screaming silent screams
For which you cannot hear
For which you cannot see his pain
His agony
His shame
The pain is taking over
He’s giving in
He’s shouting out
When I die
Will you cry?
Because everything you told me was a lie
sad how some people in the world who are suffering, never seem to find any help, and are eventualy driven to suiccide, and only then are they mourned for
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So profound. Ver well written. Sensible