Destroy me if you must.
I have already lost your trust,
so I will no longer try
to contain my pain.
I do not care if you drain
me of all that I am,
as long as I lay slain
when all is said and done.
I won't hold on to myself,
my hands will just slip
and I will lose my grip.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Has a way of saying - THE END