I want to be free from me,
From this head that won't let me be.
My mind is not a mind anymore
It's a circus where the devil closes every door.
I still leave in past
Where I scream without sound
Drowning without water,
Falling again and again with no ground
So I made suicide my secret best friend,
because at least it stayed.
I don't want to die,
I want to be free from the me that wants to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem