i'm runnin low as my time ticks
i feel for nothing now, emotionless
no pity no mercy, i couldn't care less
why the hell am i in this mess
i cant stop thinkin of how easy it would be
to end my time, i dont wanna be me
but theres somethin there i dont see
holding me back from cutting myself free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to be numb is the worse way a person can live if you call it living, i should now i have been that way for awhile...great write