I use a hand to kill myself,
I use a deadly tool,
I watch it move, I watch it work…
It seems like days and days,
Pondering this predicament of an appendage misbehaved,
The questions stays and still unlearned
Left sitting in the dark,
Why can’t I even stop myself from pulling me apart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem