Life hurts.
Death hurts.
Is there any in between?
I can feel myself slipping...
Feel me breaking
At the seams.
Just promise me there is a place
Where the world is finally clean,
And I can't feel anything.
I like this poem. Keep writing. You will find your 'clean place, ' and good feelings :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the title says it all. very well written.. keep it up