I feel like dying.
Like my life has come to an end.
There's no real reason to live now.
I'm breaking apart.
I feel surrounded by an
endless ocean of sadness and tears.
I have yet to leave my room,
I have yet to stop crying,
I have yet to stop cutting myself,
I have yet to get out of my corner that's
stopping me from literally breaking apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem