I went down to the river,
so I could drown.
Looking up through the water,
I kept sinking down.
I feel like I'm dying,
I've got one foot in the ground.
I will lay in my coffin asleep with my sins,
Give you the nails and you'll hammer them in.
I feel so unhappy and empty inside,
I wish I would choke when I swallow my lies.
It's fine,
It's OK,
Really I'm alright.
I feel like my heart is made of stone.
Without you here with me
I will die and rot alone.
It's weight pulling me under,
As soon as I hit the water, my heart starts to pound.
The weight of a broken heart pulling my and making me drown.
As water rushes in, and suddenly I can not breath.
I will shed a tear, because honestly, this weight is easier to bare.
Than the pain of you not here with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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