An angry soul pours out
A young girl so full of doubt
She screams so loud but no one hears
Silently she sheds her tears
Red flowing on to white skin
slowly seeping down her chin
This is it, its the last straw
She aches so bad she pukes, blaw
She grabs a bottle of pills
as she dreams of heavens hills
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ouch. that cannot feel too good.