I slice so far across my vein but it isn't enough I need more pain.... Im not gonna stop I wont let it go people have hurt me I want them to know the blood on the floor will spell them out but I want no more blood I want to be out if im not here whats there to lose? Me or normal its not hard to choose the world wouldnt be different if I werent around just taking up space under the ground would anyone remember me if I slept away if anyone noticed what would they say?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem