I tried talking to someone
today.
I tried to tell them my blues
Leaving suicidal clues
and showing them the bruise
and the blood on my shoes.
And they say, 'Huh? '
That's when I realized
I could make a blind man see a sunset
before some people will understand.
You can fight
and fight
with all your might
but your plight
takes flight
tonight.
And I am so
so
sorry,
but this has to happen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem