Life was good before I met the monster
MY body aches, my brain is screaming
Begging for the monster to come back but I won't let it
I will get better
but now my life will be a war with the monster
I really hope things get better soon
I feel so weak
But someday.
Things will get better
Everyday
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem