Have you ever been told
that you have no soul.
That everything's your fault
Till your insides grow cold.
That your existence is,
the cause of all pain.
And taking your own life would not be in vein.
And you start to believe that maybe its true,
You look around, no one's there to save you.
Make a decision to live or to die
But make it yourself, your wasting so much time.
by Roslyn Gonzalez
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem