The cuts on my legs
Burning more and more
Each day
Surley this pain will go away
A few days pass
And nothings the same
The pain is getting worse
With each passing day
I cry out in pain
It hurts so much
I want to leace this terror behind
With everything that mattered
And everything that was in my mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem