stepping over myself
I walk away
never ending pain controlled me
silence
I am alone
torn apart from within
control
lost
tears I felt
blood pools beneath
the body I left
I am afraid
sitting
beside myself
my life gone
death
by my own hands
my hell awaits
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this one. I can as well relate. No really really, but you know what I mean. Thanks for my comment. abs