being put aside
nowhere to hide
a hidden feeling it will never be alive
feeling the misery of what i've done
never knew i had a blackened heart
am i breaking out?
or am i breaking down?
all this hate
wishing i can cut my heart with this razor blade
a feeling i cant tell to anyone
a feeling i will be choking on all my life
a feeling
will remain hidden
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem