Suicide is my high,
Although writing is all I can do,
I will not own up to the word I can't stand to say goodbye,
I couldnt do that to all of you,
I have to stay stong and tall,
Because of you all,
I have your inspiration,
Its the notation,
I can't do anything but write,
The outcome will come with a bite,
So I go through all my agony and pain,
Through words then cutting my vein.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem