The blood starts as a drip
I push harder
And harder
Until the blood flows freely
Not wanting to feel
The pain deep inside
I struggle with life
And all that it is
Wanting to believe that life
Is worth all the sorrows
That build deep inside my heart
I know nothing to keep my sanity
Weaker as I grow
Clarity finally comes
I was meant for nothing
And nothing is what I found
Take me as I am
I beg thee
Understanding that Hell
Is where I shall go
Hell all around me
For the sin I have committed
Cowardly I am
Unable to face my demons
I cave
As I bleed to the death
My glazed eyes remain open
As the chill takes over
Unable to change my mind
My fate has been demised
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem