sad broken soul,
made to be hated and threatened,
only the shadows to talk to,
pain makes the eyes blurry,
no one to care,
no one to talk to,
abused and almost mentally broken,
close to no one but tears of sadness,
to much angst and pain and misery to say,
attempted death,
sadness makes sorrow which leads to suicide,
trouble has always had a home in the cracked heart,
of suicidal hearts thoughts,
never has life been a smile dream,
just a big nightmare,
alone like the darkest side of the moon,
murdering intent with insane broken minded glee,
sad but not angry all the time,
abuse was rough to make someone alone and shallow,
the light is replaced by sadness,
life sucks,
but alone is better than nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem