the sun is gone
and the flowers die
I lay in my room
and silently cry
the rain is falling with my tears
as I cry out all my pain and fears
hours pass by
and the sun comes back out
I'm forced from my room
and told not to pout
so I hide my emotions and put a smile on my face
because I have emotions no one can place
I'm finally set free
back to my room
alone with my sadness, depression, and gloom
I let the razor slice threw my skin
over and over and over again
I watch the blood drip onto my bed
and I silently with
that I could be dead-
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