THE HURT THE PAIN
IM GOING INSANE.
NASTY THOUGHTS ON MY MIND
SO MUCH IS HAPPENING BUT I FEEL IVE BECOME BLIND.
HE RIPPED MY HEART IN HALF
HE DIDNT CARE.
I THOUGHT WHAT WE HAD WAS RARE.
I WANT TO HURT HIM LIKE HE HURT ME
ALL I WANT IS TO FEEL FREE.
I WANT EVERYONE TO UNDERSTAND ME
I DONT THINK ME AND LIFE WERE MENT TO BE..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem