Feeling so lonely,
So all alone,
No one to talk to,
You're chilled to the bone,
Thorns cut your heart,
Your wounds never heal,
The sadness engulfs you,
The pain is so real,
Everyone's left you,
They don't even care,
As you sit there crying,
Deep sobs fill the air,
An easy way out,
A rope or a gun,
Maybe a knife,
Stabed into the lungs,
You start to get ready,
This is no lie,
Your final act,
Your suicide.
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I would like to translate this poem
best suicide poem i have read in a while. good job. Keep up the great work