I've become so numb inside,
being a helpless victim of my own mind.
But why give up when living isn't something you've even tried?
Do you ever feel that life is just leaving you behind?
Maybe you just don’t understand how I feel,
I mean everyday is a battle that I can’t seem to win.
The thought of life itself has become so surreal,
I hear death calling my name, why can’t I just give in?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dark poetry and it has come from deep pain.nice ink.liked it.