This pain in my chest
Eating away at my soul
This cant be just a test
Falling into this black hole
Being destroyed by this depression
Waiting to feel numb
Weigh down by this confession
What am I to become
I feel their pressure
The clear look of hate
I need to find shelter
I need my mate
They make me feel so low
Lower then I’ll ever show
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one. Whatever, this is just the reality, You and I have to face it.