All I want to do is escape the life I created for myself.
With a passion that runs deep within my womb,
I despise motherhood and my current relationship status.
My support system contributes to the chaos already brewing.
The day will come when I will flee from this infectious scene,
escape and withdrawal in the psychiatric world;
this will provide the atmosphere needed to regroup and begin anew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem