I fell so deep but no one was there to catch me fall,
No strength present and love so absent,
A pain that forever would go on,
Shattered bearing and severed ties, a high heart’s decent.
Down below where nothing lays no one there to assist,
Falling hard; fast and deep into what’s unknown,
Your words help to slit an already cut wrist,
No on one there to outstretch a hand for me to hold.
Knocking upon a door that fails to open; hopes and dreams are crushed,
No one there to reassure my pains are real and forever here,
Breaking down ties that shouldn’t have existed: relations that were rushed,
Love is for fairytales and happy endings are pretend and end with tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cuting is a sad state of todays world