Can't you see that this is killing me.
Do you even care.
I don't know what to think any more.
All I know is that this killing me.
My pain no one knows but me.
It's killin me little by little.
More and more.
Day by day.
Its taking me.
Theres nothing left
One day it'll be too late.
You'll wake up in the morning and I'll be gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem