Cant do it.
why bother.
its too hard.
Cant fight it.
too weak
its not worth it.
all this pain
under the skin
cant find the source
not enough time.
it will happen in an instant
its no use.
dont struggle
it will only hurt more
succomb to the pain.
blackness fills my brown eyes.
all gone with the snap of a finger.
breath slow and raged.
arms bent at unexplainable angles.
so numb cant feel antything.
least now i can say i dont feel pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem