I turn up the volume.
I slit my wrist.
I just might go to the asylem,
if i cannot outwit.
You did this to me.
You made me hurt.
Just wait, you'll see,
what you did from the start.
You said you loved me.
But you lied.
How could I not see,
what was in plain sight?
You can't hear my bloody screaming.
You can't fix me like your car.
The real me you cannot see.
You will see the scares you made on me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
deep and emotion stirs with in the words. very good.