the pain within me
never ends
never takes a break
never goes away
I sit and I cry
I wait till I die
complacently cutting
my wrist and my thigh
cold and frail
living in hell
there is nothing left
but me and death
so once again
I call to him
death my friend
why do you ignore me again?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem