The more we cut
The more we scream
The more we wish
It was all a dream
The more we bleed
The more we feel
The more we want
Our scars to heal
The more we fade
The more we fear
The more we long
For death to appear
The more we pretend
The more we fall
The more we decide
To answer death’s call
The more we cry
The more we understand
The more we must
Take death’s hand
The more we live
The more we die
The more we regret
Not committing suicide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Death is the end for life.. Yet to die is not to live and thats what stops many from committing suicide this is a good poem, suicide is not the right way to end a life