I look threw the window,
sinking more and more
into my deep black hole.
This black hole isnt of any-
thing you would first think of.
Drugs yes, alchohal yes.
But the reason of why is simple.
because im alone, empty, and numb.
Nothing can change it.
Im a deprest insane freak,
The pain will never end,
the empty feeling will never stop.
The lonlyness will never go away,
and the numb will for ever be there.
I drink and smoke my pain away.
Sometimes it works,
sometimes it doesnt,
i try to keep it locked up
and never let it out to play.
but sometimes it breaks out
and i cry till i fall alseep.
I look threw the window
up at the shining moon
that watches my suffer in my pain,
and i wonder...
Will it ever take me away?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem