Walking in the dark with your eyes wide open..
Streching out your hands to feel hoping someone is there..
to hold you to help you through..
You cry out reaching as you grasp the air
no one is there for you..
no one cares for you..
The pain inside has consumed you..
the razor on your skin frees you for a moment...
not to long you are trapped in this cruel place..
Wondering if you are still sane..
as you press the blade deeper..
and all the world cries out as another lost soul bleeds..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
all the world cries out as another soul bleeds......10+