I think some people
are just not meant to grow old,
they are here
to give their sad minds
and their tormented thoughts
to others who
need them to survive
and then die by their own hand
because nothing in this world
is enough for them,
nothing can take their fear away
and this is a painful thing to realise
when you finally do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem