I still exist
will you still hear me if I cry
Would you help me if I told you I wanted to die
Would you see me if I die
Would you listen if I SCREAMED
I am broken
Watch me flee from all that was good in me
I can't hide the pain that will forever stay inside
Hiding deep in my tortured soul
Help me pick up these shattered pieces that are left of me
Please do tell me are you still listening?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poems are strikingly similar to mine. Keep writing. It makes for good therapy.