Breate it in.
Let it soak into your skin.
It's all around you,
You just might not beable to see it,
Because I hid it so well.
It will sneak up on you,
No matter where you are.
It's in the air,
And there is no way to excape,
The bitterness and pain,
I let leak out into our air.
It's not fair I have to feel all this,
And you don't.
You never felt anything towards me.
That's why I let a poison out, too.
If it kills me,
It is well worth it,
Because you got to feel how I feel,
And also because you will die because of me.
There is no better way to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem