to talk to someone
everyone wants me to talk
talk about how i feel,
which i can not unless within a poem
i feel numb, the sweet vemon of pain sets within my soul
till i feel nothing
nothing
i have lost thought and feeling
i may think im not alone but that does not help
i have cuased pain to others just by feeling,
i can harm them but i feel i can not stop it
i can not stop me
i have lost control, lost hope
i might aswell end my dreams...
i have blocked my feelings out, my soul is gone
i see death. i see my friends die by my hand, i see my family drown by my hands
i see me, in a pool of blood noone around
i see a lifeless body
that body
is
is me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem