Blood that drips, makes me see red as sanity slips
No more time, waited for something that never came.....a sign
No hope salvaged, now my cuts I cannot bandage
Now I have pain, that's like taking a sledgehammer to the brain
Tried to hold on, but my exsistence to me seemed wrong
Had to find a release, as I saw God ignoring my pleas
Now it's too late, somehow I had to find a quicker escape
As I take my last breath, I rejoice in the painlessness of death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem