my life is so full of pain
I have no friends
My family hates me
No one cares
I'm all alone
wishing, waiting
for death to come
suicide haunts my head
I wont be happy till I'm dead
and no more pain
can come my way
I'd do anything
to make it all just go away
now i sit here and writeas blood drips down my legs
i love one thing
and thats my knife
maybe tonight i will die
or maybe i'll wait another night
well i must go
and stop the blood
because i can't have people know
so for now i say so long
maybe I'll write back before I'm gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hai Your poem touch my heart...... nev' bring this words in action you have lot much to give the world world is with you and u are to give your best.