this is a love story with a twist
one with bloody wrists
it started with one kiss
and ended with a diss
there was love all around
but it only brought them down
they started to frown
suicide was brought up
they didn't want to break up
but if it doesn't work it doesn't work
but he didn't have to act like a jerk
there was no need for stupidness
all she had for him was kindness
she loves him with all her heart
to bad they fell apart
she wishes things were better
he says it doesn't matter
she cries herself to sleep
he wishes he could keep
her forever
but he will not ever
get a chance at love again
suicide was brought in their path
she felt his wrath
he was dead
she should have said
that they made a huge mistake
and it only caused her heart to break
the next day she was gone
she was done
she had enough living without him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem