Lithium stops the voices,
Cyanide stops the pain.
Oxyen makes you hate life,
Alcohol makes you insane.
Nitroglycerin helps asphyxiation.
Then blood kills you slowly,
As you breathe you last breath,
Lost, sad and lonely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
xanax cures all.....like your poem