I can't stop thinking about it
I wanna stop but the thoughts keep tearing at my soul
the past it gone
why does it tear at me
the days of being alone
the crying and screaming
it's driving me crazy
I feel like a bird with a broken wing
I wanna fly so far
away from home school and him
I want to cut it all away
I want to feel the blood on my wrist
I want to run
I feel sore and broken
I want to bleed the pain away
I cant do this again
I just can't
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it expresses how i feel but you can always make it stand through wat your going through k it pays off in the end