Empty inside,
is all I feel.
I try to hide,
how can this be real.
In such a short time,
it all falls apart.
Why is it a crime,
to have an empty heart?
To wish everyday was your last,
and cut again and again.
To try to escape my dark past,
with noone to call a friend.
A cut for my mom,
one for my dad,
After not long,
a cut for the happiness i never had.
I feel like a cave,
empty inside.
All I really crave,
is a better life.
One spent not in fear,
anger or doubt.
Wishing I was not here,
and for a life without.
A life without pain,
and an aching heart.
Where my tears don't rain,
as I fall apart.
Noone to pick up the pieces,
and help me glue them together.
My confidence decreases,
as I collapse altogether.
I hate this hollow feeling,
the one I have inside.
There is no more dealing,
with the tears I cried.
It's game over too bad I only have one life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a great poem good work,